The rhythm of the tango grew faster, shifting from a slow dance into a wild Latin beat. Damian and Scarlett spun through the center of the lounge, bodies pressed close, her short skirt lifting higher with every turn.She was the only she-wolf after six Unclaimed Moons who had broken the rules and still earned a second appearance. If I was cool water, Scarlett was liquor, the fire burning through his blood and tempting him toward the edge.The music stopped abruptly. They looked at each other, breathless, then burst into laughter."Damian, you really didn't lie to me," Scarlett said as she leaned against him.Damian smiled with a wicked edge. "For you, I would throw the rules away. It's your fault for saying you couldn't live without me. I was too softhearted to ignore that."Her slender hand wandered across his chest, brushing over an old wound. Damian let out a low sound from the slight pain, but he did not stop her.How ridiculous. Even then, I was still worried about his injury.Jus
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