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Master of Wolves

He watched her as she stood in the Clarkston Police Department's break room, organizing the paperwork she'd need for the coming shift. Jim had been with Faith a month now while investigating Tony's murder, and he'd learned to respect her intelligence and integrity. This department might be full of dirty cops, but Faith wasn't one of them.

She shifted her weight, drawing his attention to her firm little butt in those snug black trousers. I seem to have developed a thing for uniforms, Jim thought, a little amused at himself. Or at least, a recurring fantasy about getting Faith out of hers.

Unfortunately, he wasn't the only one who wanted to get his hands on his pretty partner. As if on cue, a tall, blond officer walked into the break room, spotted her, and smiled with predatory interest. Faith, Jim was pleased to note, eyed the cop almost as warily as he did.

"Hi, there, Faith." The blond's grin was brilliant as he sauntered over to join her. "I was wondering if I could buy you a beer after your shift."

Huh, Jim thought. Forget that, buddy. She doesn't socialize with other cops.

"Sorry, Dave." Her drawl was pure magnolias and cream. "I've made it a rule not to date coworkers." Apologetically, she smiled. "It can get ugly."

The blond looked startled and then determined, obviously not used to being refused.

Just to make sure he didn't push the point, Jim growled low in his throat.

Dave looked at him, surprised and a little wary, before giving Faith a forced smile. "Well, if you change your mind, you know where to find me."

He strode off, making a careful circle around Jim.

Faith chuckled so she was eye to eye with Jim, who lay under the break room table. "Well-timed growl there, big guy." Kneeling beside him, she picked up his leash and gave his furry head a pat. "Good dog, Rambo."

Oh, baby, Jim thought, I'd love to show you just how good a dog I really am.

With an last appreciative glance up at her endless legs, he led the way outside.