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of woman might have found it endearing, Evangeline had yet to move on from her men-were-scum stage. Derek’s break up with her still rankled. Too evil indeed. Just the reminder heightened her already foul mood, which was why it surprised her to realize that something about him made her libido take notice. With a yawn and a stretch, her body woke and urged her to say hello, and not just with her mouth. Something about the stranger apparently appealed, which totally pissed her off. She hated not controlling every aspect of her life and body.
    “Why don’t you try your lame pickup line on someone a little drunker and blonder?” She gave him credit when his smile didn’t falter.
    “Lucky me, you’re not just cute, you come with a shitload of attitude. Have I mentioned I like that in a woman?”
    “I’d prefer you not speak to me at all.”
    “And leave a gorgeous babe like yourself to drink all alone? Doesn’t seem right if you ask me.”
    G orgeous? She snorted. He only saw what she wanted him to see. What she showed the world. “No one’s asking you, and I didn’t come here to get hit on.”
    “ Plans change.”
    “ So do the seasons. So why don’t you make like a bird and migrate somewhere else?”
    The idiot laughed and damn him if the rumble didn’t strike a chord and thaw a spot inside. “Lady, I am liking you more and more.”
    “The feeling is not mutual.”
    Despite her attempts to give him the brush off, he proved tenacious. “Come on, you know you think I’m hot. What say you and I head over to my place and get to know each other in a more intimate sense? The springs in my mattress could use some exercise.” He didn’t just say it, he waggled his brows at her suggestively.
    The unmitigated gall of him. Evangeline’s eyes widened at his crude attempt to get in her panties, then she scowled as said panties turned damp, her body not minding his temerity one bit. “I’m going to pretend you didn’t just say that. Now leave before I turn you into a toad.” Her unexpected bodily reaction made her tone and words harsh. She didn’t like the baffling erotic interest her body had for this stranger. Has he cast a lust spell on me? Or was she that starved for male attention that any thug with a cock between his legs would do?
    “ A toad? Don’t they have long tongues? A girl who likes her oral. Lucky you, I love to give and receive.”
    “That wasn’t meant to be an invitation,” she snapped.
    “Really? Because it sounded like foreplay to me. Tell you what, how about instead of you making me into a frog, I turn into your bucking bronco and you can be the cowgirl that likes to ride astride.” He said this with a cocky grin, a thrust of his hips, and finished with a wink.
    Her jaw dropped at his effrontery, then tightened. She could hear the barkeep’s guffaws as he unabashedly listened in. The nerve! I’ll teach him to fuck with a witch. She ignored the titillating vision he painted even as her body reacted, her nipples tightening in interest.
    Drawing on her inner power, and coiling it for use, Evangeline waggled her fingers and...nothing happened. Frowning, she wiggled them again and pushed harder at her magic, aiming it right at his impossible to miss bull’s-eye of a chest. Again, nada.
    The drunken idiot laughed. “Sorry, little witch. I’m protected against direct magic, being a shifter and all, but I promise I can still make lots of magic happen in the bedroom.”
    Figured the idiot with the crass pickup lines would be a bloody shifter and immune to her spells. Darned nuisances. Where was animal control when you needed them? Then again, why have someone else handle the problem when she was more than capable? Evangeline had more than one trick up her sleeve. Hooking her foot around the bottom of the stool he perched on, she yanked it and dumped her would-be suitor on the floor. She also poured her glass of wine over him for good measure.
    As he lay there looking dumbfounded, she