It was one thing getting pregnant by a boyfriend, but pregnant by someone who wasn't even that . I could feel my body cooking with the heat of it, as if my skin was a container for something so much hotter than human flesh. He kissed me on the forehead. Could I?Technically, Micah wasn't a kept man, but the salary he drew from the Coalition for Better Understanding Between Lycanthrope and Human Communities didn't cover designer suits.
His fur was thick and shades of pale gray. Let someone else have the fun for a change. You're dancing, he said. I had a moment of clear thinking, because I felt guilty.
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