WereCat Fever by Eliza March Page A

for?” He reached out with the side of his fingers and lightly touched the tassels holding the bodice of her dress together.
    “Oh. Uhh, I guess decoration.”
    He shook his head once, tilted the bottle in his hand to her breasts, and raised his brows. “Those don’t need any decoratin’, hon.” He took a long swig from the beer, never taking his eyes off her. “They’re puurrfect.”
    His unabashed interest in her cleavage almost made her laugh. “Really, Thomas, I don’t know how to respond.”
    “If I tug on these, what happens to this dress?” His fingers teased at the tassels.
    “Don’t even think about it.” Lacey narrowed her eyes at him and grinned. “Are you comin’ on to me?”
    “What if I am?”
    Tonight the pain made her think about drowning in sex and putting everything else out of her mind. Thomas would be up to the challenge. He shouldn’t tempt her like this. “Don’t.”
    “Why not?” he asked.
    “I’d say, you better be careful. Watch out if you’re not serious. Tonight, I just might take you up on the offer and try to lure you away from your usual fare.”
    “You wouldn’t have to try to lure me. I’ve been waiting forever for you to succumb to my charms. Besides, I don’t have a usual fare. You know me. I have no preference as long as the fare’s hot and sassy.”
    “I’m serious—”
    “I’m never serious. So what? But I’m serious where you’re concerned, my friend.”
    “Hate to interrupt your rotten attempt at seduction, Tommy…” Keiran rolled her eyes at Thomas and handed Lacy her beer. “Here, you might need this if you even consider his offer. Jack is here. I’m heading home.”
    “Why do you insist on calling me by my elementary school nickname?” Thomas huffed. “It’s so childish.”
    “Sorry, Tom—Thomas. Old habits and all… I’ll leave you two to your own vices.”
    “Thanks, I’ll have you know I have no vices.” Lacey laughed. “I’ve spent years cleaning up my act.”
    “Gotta go.” Keiran wriggled her fingers in a good-bye wave. “Good night, kiddies. You, too, Donna. See ya tomorrow.”
    Donna waved over her shoulder but kept her attention focused on the cowboy.
    “Well, back to vices. I have enough for both of us,” Thomas announced.
    “Well, now everyone knows that.”
    He really was handsome and sexy. Cupping her chin with his cool hands, he turned her face and tilted it so she had to look up to stare him in the eyes. He was close enough that she could feel his breath on her lips.
    “You’re playin’ with fire,” she reminded him.
    “Hmm, fire? Jalapeño hot?” He pecked her on the lips playfully and fanned his lips. “Mmm. Hot!”
    She chuckled. There was no way to stay annoyed with him. “Yes. Extra spicy jalapeno.”
    “You know I prefer my fare extra spicy and would never turn away from a little variety, hon. Especially, if you’re on the menu.”
    “You are flirty tonight.” She pecked him back on the lips and laughed.
    “Hey, I have a few friends who’d like some hot ménage action.” He shifted his eyes in the direction of the men he’d spoken to earlier. “We could both get lucky.” His laugh was low and naughty.
    Lacey choked on the beer from the mug she’d put to her lips. Her face flushed while she tried to catch her breath.
    When she did, she spit out a sound of disgust. Then, suddenly, the picture of two men making love to her set her insides all aflutter. Not that she would ever consider doing anything like that, let alone with her best friend. She looked at him and memories of them hunting grasshoppers washed through her mind.
    She giggled. No. Never Thomas. She loved him…but not like that. “Eww!”
    “I think it’s exactly what you need, and I’d be honored to introduce you to the steamier side of erotic lovemaking, especially if I get a crack at the dark haired guy, too.”
    “Oh, how my heart is all aflutter with your generous offer. But darlin’, I’m not ready to be your