Chapter 216

Full moons always heralded some kind of strangeness. Crime rates increased. Women went into labor early. Folks did crazy stuff.

And cougars with strong work ethics, on a life or death mission, succumbed to passion in a jail cell of all places.

In her defense, he started it!

First by opening up and speaking to her so frankly. Giving her the mental support she so needed as frustration and fear of failure threatened to drag her down. He showed her a side of him she could respect, admire, and desire. When he kissed her, it just lit the match to the tinder already waiting to catch fire.

Blame it on the lunar madness or her emotional turmoil or even the damned mating bond she'd fought since meeting. All valid excuses. All bullshit. The simple truth was she wanted him to kiss her. To touch her. To lay her upon the simple cot and cover her body with his.

This is so wrong, whispered one part of her. This is so right, whispered her other half.