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8 - Anticipation

~Gemma~

I nursed my third girly alcoholic drink chasing that sweet, magical release from reality. My seat at the small table was wedged between two she-wolves, Sammie and Megan. Werewolves ran hot and I felt the heat from their bodies increase in tempo with their excitement. Yuck!

"Why didn't we invite Twyla!" Macy asked in her sickly sweet tone.

WTF? I was about to make some unladylike comment when I opened my mouth and nearly swallowed a feather. “Sammie! Stop swatting me in the face with your boa!” I spat out the fake feather.

“Sorry, girl!” Sammie laughed, sloshing me with her drink in the process.

I sighed. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoyed a good strip show. I enjoyed it a bit less on a freaking Wednesday night. Stupid ladies’ night. I had to be up at 6 a.m. in the morning to tackle my day. Damn Alpha Devlin! I blamed him for my current predicament. If not for the emotional stress he inflicted on me, Fat Kitty and I would be snuggling and watching something silly on hulu.

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L.Maci

Thanks for sticking with me! I've had to prepare to move unexpectedly and it has robbed me of writing time. I appreciate you!

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