Dream Bound by Kate Douglas Page A

wasn’t all that comfortable with new people and new situations, but she was reveling in the connection she already felt with this group. The comfort level among them was so easy it felt totally bizarre. She’d never felt as if she fit anywhere, and suddenly she was surrounded by a bunch of geeks who actually seemed to get her. It had to be from their shared psychic abilities.
    For the first time in her life, she honestly felt as if she wasn’t the odd one in the group, since all the others appeared to be just as crazy as she was. Which made her wonder—if they were so perfectly in sync, did that make them all totally weird?
    No matter. Even listening to Finn as he made his moves on Kiera and Lizzie was totally entertaining. One thing about the guy—he was definitely persistent. So far the girls were taking it all in good humor. It appeared they gave as well as they got.
    The chatter died down as their surroundings grew more interesting once they got off the freeway and headed east into the mountains. Rodie hardly noticed. She’d been practicing her newly discovered telepathy, not that she was all that proficient, but talk about a bizarre combination of thought processes! Enough information from the others’ thoughts flitted in and out of her mind that she was assured she wasn’t going to be bored over the next six months.
    Mac hadn’t said much, though Rodie’d been almost preternaturally aware of him in the driver’s seat. The guy absolutely radiated sex appeal, along with something else she couldn’t really describe but certainly couldn’t ignore.
    It was more than charisma—more a sense of leadership that was undeniable. He hadn’t been kidding when he’d said he was the alpha of this pack. Not even Morgan Black tried to push that boundary, and if anyone was going to, Rodie figured it would be Morgan. Of the three guys on the team, Morgan was definitely the one to watch—there was something dark and edgy about him. Something that made him terribly attractive to her.
    And that voice didn’t hurt a bit. Shit. She could sit back and listen to him talk for hours. She’d immediately tagged him as a guy who wouldn’t walk away from a fight, and wouldn’t have any problem with fighting dirty. He’d maybe lived harder than the rest of them, had to stake his claim to whatever he wanted in life, yet even as strong a personality as he had, Morgan still deferred to Mac as naturally as the others.
    Her respect for Mac Dugan went up another notch.
    Finn was cute, sexy, and funny and not kidding a bit when he’d said he was a sexual predator. The guy was constantly on the make, like it was as much a part of him as breathing. Before they’d gone a hundred miles, he’d managed to hit on all three of the women and hadn’t backed off a bit when Morgan—and Rodie was almost sure he was kidding—told Finn to quit wasting his time on the women and check out the guys.
    Finn had given Morgan a thoroughly assessing look, and then he’d turned his charms on Cameron. The poor artist didn’t have a clue what was going on—either that, or he did one hell of an act. Rodie was still trying to figure him out, but he was definitely easy on the eyes. In fact, all four of the men—Mac included—were absolutely beautiful. Tall and lean, athletic without being over-muscled, hair a bit longer than the norm—pure eye candy. And smart. Damn, but they were all so smart, something that was every bit as sexy as their appearance.
    If nothing else, Rodie figured she’d have plenty of fodder for sexual fantasy, which was, of course, what Mac wanted, right?
    Lizzie’d been a surprise. She had a wicked sense of humor and no problem at all with being the butt of a joke—as long as she was free to turn it back on the jokester, which she did with a lot more finesse than Rodie’d expected.
    The really weird thing was that Rodie found herself watching Lizzie and getting hot. She never jonesed over women, but for some reason she was