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lone-wolf-front“I’ve never been able to compete with that thing you do.” He wiggled his fingers by his head.

“Believe me, Marc. I didn’t do the thing.” Wil imitated Marc’s gesture unconsciously, then hesitated, hating to admit the truth. “Well, I tried, but it didn’t work.” He held up both hands as if Marc pulled a gun on him.

“How could it not work?” Marc was incredulous. “I know the pheromone touch when I see it!”

“I did the touch, I let her get my scent. She felt it, but shook it off somehow.”

“Are you sure?”

Wil gave him a patient look. “She pointed a gun at my head and threatened to kill me. Yeah. It worked.”

“Then why is she with you and not with me?”

“My magnetic personality.” Wil chuckled as Marc grimaced.

© 2017 Dellani Oakes

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