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unseen Rafael had to go and ruin it.
    “You sure you want her?”
    “Yeah.”
    Kane spun and started mounting steps again. LeeAnn tried to focus and peek, checking for the man beneath them. It was useless. He was in the shadow thrown by the balustrade and Kane moved too quickly.
    “Hope you know what you’re doing, big guy.” 
    Kane answered beneath his breath, altering the new-found relief with worry again. LeeAnn’s eyes went wide and he probably felt her gasp.
    “Me, too.”
     

 
    CHAPTER FOUR
       
    Kane stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and ruffled his hair with an efficiency that nearly sent sparks. Dried the rest of his body with the same quick, almost-angered motions. Wrapped the towel about his hips, tying it with a bit more strength than he needed. His movements matched how he felt.
    Exactly.
    He was in what the others referred to as his black mood. Fighting inner demons. The kind that kept everyone away until it passed. Nobody knew what brought them on. He hadn’t either. Before.
    This time, he knew the cause.
    LeeAnn Schultz.
    He was suffering something very close to lust. LeeAnn was at the center of it. Causing heated sensations that sent fire licking at his thighs. Groin. Its heat stirred primal needs. Animalistic wants. His body acted as if a bellows were at work on it, sending oxygen to an already hot fire. Fueling a constant state of arousal. The erection distorting his towel was the proof. Impossible to hide. Readily apparent. The situation was really starting to anger. Frustrate.
    Kane slicked his hair back with his hands, finger-combed it back into a tail again, and spent a couple of seconds looking for a strap before letting it go. Steam gradually dissipated, leaving him with a focused view of the room. Him. And his problem.  
    He snarled at his mirrored image before tipping his head to one side. He concentrated. The bathroom was like a space vacuum. Deathly quiet. No sound came from outside the door, though. No screams. No yelling. No alarms being sounded. LeeAnn must be behaving.
    And Jezzie.
    The woman’s real name was Jezebel. In Hebrew it meant “not exalted.”  That pretty much explained Jezzie. She wasn’t the type to go out of her way for anyone or anything. She liked causing trouble. She’d looked at him with a calculated gaze as he’d explained what he wanted. As if she sensed an attraction he didn’t dare acknowledge. Seeing LeeAnn into attractive garments should be right up Jezzie’s alley. She could set up a doomed situation and see what developed.
    Kane’s expression turned into a frown. In retrospect, he should have kept LeeAnn with him, despite how her proximity unsettled, and then challenged. He could have waited to shower. Shave. Change clothes.
    Shit.  
    He was turning into a class-A dimwit here.
    One with a testosterone problem.
    He really shouldn’t have sent for Jezebel, but the tall brunette looked the same size as LeeAnn. She should have something the girl could wear. Kane was guessing on LeeAnn’s exact dimensions, but he figured she was about five-and-a-half feet tall. She weighed an easily-portable one-hundred, thirty-five. Maybe less. She was slim. She didn’t make an unwieldy bundle even swathed in bedding.  
    The frown cleared slightly. He was overanalyzing this. Adding issues that might not even happen. Moreover, he wasn’t a babysitter. Jezebel might be a manipulative and spite-filled woman, but LeeAnn had proven capable. She dealt with traumatic situations well, followed instructions, and had a quick mind. She could handle Jezzie.
    Besides...they were only two doors away. Same floor. Kane leaned toward the mirror. Studied his eyes for several long moments before giving it up. Nothing had changed. And time was wasting. He needed to check on LeeAnn. Make sure she was clothed. Had eaten breakfast.
    Kane smirked at his reflection before opening the door. He sure felt like a babysitter.
    Air-conditioned air cooled the space immediately.