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I hope I never see you again.
Pounding ripped me from my sleep. The echo bounced through my house until it interrupted my ability to spoon my mate. She stirred, but I reassured her she could go back to sleep. Between the long night and then another long mating earlier in the morning, she had to be exhausted still. I grabbed my shirt from yesterday and a pair of lounge shorts, then stalked toward the door.
"Buzz! Open the door, I don't have time for this."
What the hell? I didn't tell my clients where I lived, not to mention our meeting wasn't for hours. "What the f**k, Kyle?"
"I'm a busy male, got shifters to meet and places to be." He barged through the doorway.
"How did you find my house?" I didn't bother to close the door. He wouldn't be staying long.
Kyle spun on me, narrowing
