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“Wow, this would make a good story,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s almost as good as the royals over in England.”

“You say that now, but Kennedy, this is serious,” he said,sitting up. “We’re not supposed to be together, and I have no idea what to do. I’m not giving you up, but this could get really tricky.”

“I know, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been joking about it,” she said. “Too bad we can’t fake a pedigree for me, pretend I’m from another clan or something. How would they know since women don’t shift? I suppose there might be a risk if our kids weren’t shifters, but by then, it would be too late.”

“Not all boys become shifters,” Cameron said, a little hope in his voice. “It might work, but when did we decide to have kids?”

She felt herself blushing. “I guess I was getting ahead of myself again,” she said. “Don’t freak out. I was just trying to come up with something to help.”

“Oh, I’m not freaking out. In fact, I think it’s a wonderful idea,” he said, pulling her into his arms. “We should start working on that right now.”

“Now, hold on,” she said, her voice quavering a bit when his hand found her breast. “I was talking about the future.”

“Hmm…me too,” Cameron said, nuzzling her neck, his hand sliding down her body. “At least nine months from now.”

“Cameron, that’s not funny,” she said, trying to push him away. “We have to talk about this some more.”

“You brought it up, I’m just running with the idea,” he said, spreading her legs apart and finding her pleasure button with his finger. “But I can stop any time you want me to so we can discuss this more.”

The pleasure was already beginning to build deep in her loins, and she was sure that she’d die if he stopped. “I think maybe we can save that conversation for later,” she said, barely able to form the words. “But you’re going to pay for this, mister.”

“I’ll be looking forward to it,” Cameron said, sliding between her legs, then deep inside her. “You belong to me now, Kennedy. You’re mine until the end of time.”

CHAPTER 14

***CAMERON***

Cameron woke with a start from a sound sleep, opened his eyes, and looked around the cave, disoriented for a second, then remembered where he was. Kennedy was sleeping on her side, her back pressed up against him. The rain had stopped outside, but he knew that wasn’t what had woken him. He lay there listening to the silence for a long time, his senses telling him that something wasn’t right, but the feeling slowly faded a few minutes later. Discarding the idea of going outside to check on the noise, he snuggled back up to Kennedy, closed his eyes, and drifted instantly back to sleep.

A few minutes later, a shadow drifted silently across the opening of the cave, then disappeared into the trees, but this time Cameron slept through it. When the man was far enough away from the cave, he broke into a run, determined to get back to the boat he’d stashed in a cove. He’d just captured the story of a lifetime, and he had pictures to prove it. He was going to be a very rich man.

The fact that he had Kennedy Fisher to thank for it rankled just a bit, but he wasn’t done with her. The storywould be only the first step. He had a score to settle with the little bitch. No one, especially a woman, got the scoop on him. She had to pay for what she’d done. But first, the world was going to get a good look at the monsters that lived right alongside them, and he was going to be the man to deliver the message.

The jungle was a shimmering spectacle of light when they came out of the cave the next morning. Drops of water covered everything, refracting the sunlight and giving them a show as they walked away from the cave. “I’ll never forget this place,” Kennedy said, taking his hand. “This will always be our special place.”

“Anywhere you are is my special place,” he said, grinning at her. “You can take that any way you want to, by the way.”

Kennedy gasped, getting his joke, “Cameron, you’re terrible,” she said. “But on the other hand, that was very sweet.”

He laughed. “Come on, we’d better get back to the village and clear things up with Max,” he said. “He’s probably worried sick that you did something to me.”

“Well, I did,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows at him. “I turned you into a sex maniac.”

“Hey now, I wouldn’t go that far,” he said. “I just want you…all the time.”

“Behave yourself, mister,” Kennedy warned, stepping away from him. “I know that look. We’re not doing that out here in the open, so just forget it.”

“Oh, come on, the bushes will hide us,” he said, taking her hand and trying to pull her off the trail. “It will only take a few minutes.”

“I was just kidding about the sex maniac thing,” she said, but let him lead her off the trail into the privacy of the dense greenery. “You can’t be serious.”

“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life, Kennedy,” he said, pulling her into his arms. “You’ve beentelling me to have more fun for days. Where’s your sense of adventure?”

“I didn’t mean…” Kennedy started to protest, but his hands were already busy with the button on her shorts, and the words died away with a sigh.

When they finally emerged from the jungle quite a while later, Kennedy’s cheeks were flushed, and she had a satisfied smile on her face. “Now we can go back to the village,” he said, grinning at her. “Unless you want to explore the jungle some more.”

Kennedy just shook her head at him. “Incorrigible, that’s what you are,” she said. “I created a monster.”

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