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Rodney led me upstairs and we were followed by a slightly sullen and bedraggled Shade. Shade paused at his door and glared at the man by my side. “One hand, old man. Just one hand.”
Rodney smiled and inclined his head. “I will be sure to watch my hands.” He then led us away, but I chanced a look over my shoulder. Shade remained where we left him and stayed there until after we were out of sight. There was a flicker of something in his eye
Rodney’s voice brought me back to the present. “He appears to be slightly territorial over you, my dear.”
I sheepishly grinned at him. “You think so?”
Rodney’s gaze settled on my neck where my wet shirt covered the marks wrought by Shade’s strange affection. “His change in attitude appears to have left its mark on you.”
I set my hand ov
