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cleverness. She was appealing from every angle. And the hours between now and the time when he would get to see her in the flesh were far too many.
    When they pulled up, he got out first, standing by as Lucas got out, followed by Brock. Both guards followed their Sovereign in as Tyler adjusted his cuffs.
    Men and women were entering the space, dressed in fancy duds. Some, like him, looked uncomfortable and out of place, while others seemed to fit perfectly into the scenery: rich, fancy types who lived for the moments when they could show off their expensive clothing.
    Tyler’s eyes moved about the foyer, looking for wolf shifters as he moved. But so far, all he saw were a lot of rich humans and the odd shifter of varying sorts: the sleek cats and other creatures who tended to show up at this sort of thing. Wolves were rare at these events, more geared towards heading out to the fights, or to hockey games. Blood and brawling. As for the grizzlies, they were more into nights on the couch, hibernating under a blanket while they drank their lager as the weather grew progressively colder.
    As he assessed the space, calm settled in. This night would be quiet, he thought. Nothing interesting would happen at such an event. And so his mind could move back to thoughts of the ferret shifter. Her hair, her smile.
    He had told Miri that he wanted a woman who could help him to grow—and maybe she would be it. At the very least, he could open his mind and his heart to the possibility. He’d spent been too many years of shielding himself from closeness. Life had to move on, however hard it was going to be.
    He led the Sovereign into the great room, set up with a hundred or so tall tables where people could congregate and share stories of their sons and daughters who were attending Ivy League schools, or the new wing they were building on their house.
    A table was set up for Lucas, and Tyler accompanied him to it, assessing the area for threats. After a few minutes during which no fewer than six women had approached to chat with Lucas, the Sovereign turned his way, calling him over.
    “Get yourself a drink,” he said. “We’re okay for now. But keep an eye out. And for God’s sake, don’t get shit-faced.”
    “I’m on it. You said get shit-faced , right?”
    “Yes, do that. I’ll fire you in the morning.”
    Tyler laughed as he made his way to the bar, which stood about twenty feet away. Maybe a drink would make the night pass more quickly. But when he saw what was before him, he suddenly wanted it to move very, very slowly.

Chapter Five
    T he first person he noticed was Miri, the woman who ran the dating agency—the one who’d set him up for tomorrow’s date. It was odd seeing her here; she must have had some sort of affiliation with the hospital.
    She stood by the bar, talking to a woman in a blue dress, whose back was turned towards him. His eyes went immediately to her hourglass shape: a narrow waist, leading to a set of hips that sent blood sprinting to the place between his legs. High heeled, black leather shoes that only seemed to accentuate that perfect, round ass of hers.
    He reprimanded himself silently. What are you doing man? You have a date with a lovely woman tomorrow.
    And then she turned his way as though looking for him, and for an instant their eyes met.
    It seemed that he no longer had to wait.
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    “ G od , this is going to be a long night,” Naomi said, her right elbow leaning against the bar. “I suspect that I’ll be in this position for several hours.”
    “You and me both, sister,” said Miri. “Malcolm’s already been swept away by important people who want to talk his ear off about the hospital. I probably won’t see him again till midnight.”
    “I’ll be your date,” said Naomi. “No offense—but I really hope tomorrow’s date sees more action.”
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