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Beck moaned into her mouth and lifted her by the hips.

Daisy wrapped her legs about his waist without breaking the kiss. He dipped his head to deepen their connection, dashing his tongue along hers. The taste of him ignited her desires.

“You do that very well,” she said against his mouth. “You said something about our kiss never ending?”

“I could keep this up for years.” He tilted his forehead against hers. “You do things to me, Daisy-Blu.”

“Good things?”

“Good. Bewitching. You make the wolf inside me want to howl.”

Daisy slid out of Beck’s grasp. “I almost had an interview with a hunter last night.”

“Last night? You were out looking for interviews? How quickly does word get around when something like a white wolf stalking hunters happens?”

“Even faster when it’s witnessed firsthand. I was in the forest. I got a few shots of the hunters running in fear from the ghost wolf, and I actually photographed the ghost wolf.”

Beck’s mouth hung open. Finally he blurted, “What the hell were you doing in the woods again? Alone? I thought I told you that was dangerous?”