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“I’ve been waiting all day to see you dressed up. Now turn around, beautiful.” His voice was calm but demanding. I took in a short, but deep breath and did as he said. He was standing five feet behind me, looking drop-dead gorgeous in a black tux. Both of our gazes roamed over our appearance. Jake in a tux was beautiful, but oddly, I felt myself longing for the animal Jake.

“I like your other look better.” You could tell he was toned underneath the suit, but his normal attire made him look all muscled, warm-blooded man. Tuxed Jake looked like a high- powered someone from the city. He still had an air of authority, even if he was uncomfortable. It was the alpha in him that he talked so much about.

“Good to know, only words I have for how you look tonight is, I’m glad you’re mine. Shall we?” He held his hand out to me and I accepted it.

“I thought you were going to chicken out.” We walked back out towards the crowds of people.

“Had a branch fall on one of the enclosure fences. I had to fix it up before I could head over.” Well, that shut me up. The rescue was his life; it came first. It had to.

“Well, thank you for coming,” I told him as a man and his wife, whose names escaped me, walked up to us.

“Jake Wild! I’ll be damned, never thought I’d see you at something like this in a million years.” The gentleman had brown hair and wrinkles around his blue eyes. He was fairly in shape, and dressed in an Armani suit. His female guest was several years younger, wearing a short blue cocktail dress and eyeing up Jake with her overkill make-uped eyes.

“James, pleasure to see you again. Have you met my date, Cammy Jennings? She owns Prism Salon on St. Armand’s.” Jake’s posture was strong, but I was confused how they knew each other.

“Oh, I’ve been dying to go to that salon. It looks so swanky.” The date squealed. That was nice of her to say, but swanky…? Not sure about that.

“No, I have not. Ms. Jennings, pleasure.” He held out his hand, which I shook in return. Our introductions died and there was an awkward silence spreading.

“Sorry, I’m just so surprised to see you. Marlene is going to blow when she sees America’s most eligible bachelor is here. Better dig your claws in deep with him, because I think we have company.” James was having a spout of the nervous giggles. It was awkward and weird, to say the least.