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over her.
    “Lie still, Glory,” he commanded, running quick hands over her. “Let me see where you"re hurt.”
    She grimaced and managed to roll over. “Just my pride,” she wheezed. “I didn"t mean for that to happen.” She found her gaze level with his crotch, barely covered by his breechcloth. It looked like he hadn"t lost interest. “Ah, geez.” She groaned and jerked her eyes higher. That view was pretty nice too, and safer; his chest and abs were a work of art. He pulled her to a sitting position with one arm behind her back. She took a deep, calming breath. Damn, that cologne was going to make her drool, and she wanted to be cool and collected. “You are so hot,” she wailed. “Why do you have to be such a jerk?”
    “If a jerk is a man who is happy to have found a beautiful woman to love, then I am a jerk. You"ll have to live with it.”
    She slapped a hand flat on the ground. “I don"t appreciate being made fun of, so just quit it.”
    He stroked a hand up and down her arm. “I don"t know why you"re angry at me. I"m
    telling the truth. I"m not making fun. You"re beautiful. So soft and curvy, just like a woman should be. I"ve never seen a woman as well filled out as you are. What would I do with a tiny woman? I"d crush her.”
    He sounded like he really meant it. “Seriously?” she asked hesitantly.
    He nodded. “Very seriously. You"re the woman my wolf wants as a mate. I want to get you home and in my lodge as fast as possible.” His hand went to her hair, smoothing the windblown mess gently, with a wondering look. “Your hair is … pink.”
    He was really hung up on wolves. “Yeah, temporarily.”
    “I like it. It"s pretty.” His forefinger lightly brushed over the stud in her nostril. “And this is pretty too.”
    “Yeah.” Glory wasn"t sure she believed him, but his physical reaction was hard—Glory snickered to herself at the pun—to fake. She wouldn"t be here long, just until she contacted the study center and made arrangements to get to her interview. If he wanted to sleep with her, why shouldn"t she go along with it? Even if he was only using her, she would enjoy herself and never see him again. He could laugh with his buddies later, and she wouldn"t be around for it. Sure, a roll in the hay with Mr. Buff and Bodacious, and then off to her interview. She allowed her hand to linger on his muscular shoulder when he lifted her to her feet and gave him a smile that glazed his eyes. Oh, yeah, they could have some fun while she was here.
    “Sorry I"ve been such a bitch.”
    Just to tease him she pressed a quick kiss to his chin. His arm tightened around her back, and his lips were hot and eager, and not on her chin. Or, not just on her chin. But he ended it too quickly, pulling her back to that blasted horse and lifting her up. The dogs by the horses got up and shook themselves before following along when they started off again.

Chapter Two
    Shadow watched the woman riding beside him with wonder. At last, his wolf had chosen a mate for him. And what a mate. This was no thin scrap of a woman. No, his mate was tall and strong, with soft lush curves that he wanted to explore in great and loving detail. Her face was a soft oval with startlingly pale blue eyes and a soft, plump mouth that he wanted to taste again. He couldn"t stop looking at her hair.
    “Why is your hair pink?” he asked, fascinated.
    She flashed a smile at him. “Because it matches my shirt.”
    He looked at the shiny fabric half hidden beneath a loose blue jacket. He had heard of women changing their hair color to hide gray, but not to match their clothing. Her clothing was unlike anything he had seen before. The townies—people who lived in towns—tended to wear many layers in cold weather, and even in summer, they covered nearly their entire bodies. He and his people would prefer to go naked if they could, but the Grandmother had forbidden that.
    He cast another look at his mate, imagining her without all the