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HOLT
I was in love. Madly, crazily, ferociously in love.
One kiss, and I’d never been more sure of anything in my life. Not that her scent hadn’t been tantalizing enough. But now that I’d tasted her?
I couldn’t go on.
Not without Theo and me claiming her.
I didn’t want to let her go. I had my hand between her sexy thighs, listening to her breathy moans. But now wasn’t really the time or place to take things further. We could make it work—of course we could—but I wanted our first time with Ali to be a bit more finessed. Not standing up in a field. Or bent over a fence rail at the site of a burned-out meth lab.
Okay, scratch that. I would totally have done any of those scenarios right then, and since Ali didn’t have a shifter’s scent, she didn’t know what had last gone down in her f
