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Conrad. Or maybe three steps behind.
Maybe Conrad was crazy, after all. But he didn t look crazy.
He looked clever, kind, patient and utterly beautiful, and Jake wanted to do whatever would
make him happy.
Even if that meant& this. Whatever this was.
The Reds, Conrad said in his soft, cultured voice. They re werewolves. Every one of them.
Jake s mouth dropped open. You are fucking kidding me.
He took a deep breath, trying to get a hold on himself. His world was reeling.
It would be so easy to just walk away. To ignore this crazy story.
But that would mean walking away from Conrad& and he couldn t.
You know I hate the Reds, Jake said at last. They ve been bullying people here in town.
They re everything that gives motorclubs a bad name.
Conrad nodded. I did get the impression you weren t fond of them, yes.
Jake snorted. That was one way of putting it. Then he sighed and rubbed his shoulder, feeling a
tension ache starting there. And now you tell me they re werewolves. Like you.
It was crazy. It was so crazy that it might be true.
Yes.
And you want me to what? To see them actually turn into wolves?
Conrad nodded. And me, as well. Then you ll understand.
Jake laughed a little, though there was nothing funny about this. And then what, you ll have fun
tearing me to pieces?
Conrad colored, a little flush appearing on his cheekbones. No. I promise you, you ll come to
no harm.
God. Conrad was serious about this. He was watching Jake with such hope in his eyes.
How could Jake say no to him?
I need my head examined, Jake muttered.
Slowly, Conrad began to smile. Is that a yes?
Jake looked down at the floor, then finally back at Conrad. Yeah. I ll come.
The gorgeous smile that bloomed on Conrad s face was something of a consolation.
I feel like Red fucking Riding Hood, Jake muttered.
Conrad gave him a mischievous look, still smiling. Do you want me to find you a basket to
carry?
Jake had no comeback for that, so he did the only thing he could do.
He kissed Conrad again, long and deep, and hoped he wasn t losing his mind.
I have a date with a werewolf, he thought, trying to get his mind around it.
A werewolf who told me he s a vegetarian.
I hope he wasn t kidding about that.
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