Chapter 185

The next time she woke, stretched naked between two male bodies, Carlie didn't freak out. She did, however, almost purr out loud. She bit her tongue to halt it, yet could do nothing about the presence in her head that insisted on rumbling in contentment anyway. It was much too smug for her state of mind. And much too alive for her to ignore.

Damn but she needed to get a handle on this whole inner kitty deal. It was partly why she agreed to stay. If she truly could shape-shift into a jaguar, then she needed to find out more, what it meant and how to do it. She needed to learn how to avoid hacking up hairballs at inopportune moments. How to make sure I don't go crazy the next time I visit the aquarium at the zoo.

Fingers trailed up her thigh, over her tummy, and finished by cupping a breast. Her feline seemed to think she should bat the presumptuous hand away, but she rather enjoyed the way it fondled her. She turned her head to smile at Acat. "Morning, Mr. Kitty."