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here?
Tony frowned, not moving an inch.  You write me a fuckin suicide note and you
have to ask me that? What do you think I m doin here? I m saving your ass.
 Well maybe I don t& don t want it saved. Andrew wriggled beneath the other
man s solid weight, trying to get free. Suddenly he felt something hard and hot brush
against his thigh Tony s cock. That felt the same, too. To his shame, he felt his own
cock harden in response. Tony must have felt it as well because his eyes suddenly
narrowed.
 Whatsa matter, Drew? You still scared of me? he murmured, his breath hot on
Andrew s cheek.
 I was never scared of you. Andrew stopped struggling, stopped fighting the
feeling of being held down, of being forced to submit. It reminded him too much of the
first time he and Tony had met of the way he had been forced to suck the thick cock
he could feel digging into his thigh. Despite his uneasiness, he was so hard he ached.
 You ran like you were scared. Ran and never came back. Tony looked angry now,
his black eyes flaring gold for an instant, reminding Andrew of the beast he kept locked
inside. But somehow the memory didn t frighten him it made him angry.
 What did you expect me to do after watching you change into that& that creature
and kill Wainwright? he demanded, glaring up into Tony s eyes.  Why didn t you tell
me what you were? Why didn t you explain? And why did you have to kill him in the
first place?
 Officially, I didn t. A rogue wolf got him. Tony grinned, showing sharp white
teeth, deliberately ignoring Andrew s questions.
 I know. The papers were all over it. I kept expecting the police to show up at my
door, but they never did. Andrew frowned and fought the urge to try to get up
again obviously Tony wasn t going to let him go until he felt like it.
 I kinda expected  em at my door too. But they never showed. Why didn t you turn
me in? he asked, seeming more curious than upset.
 Turn you in? Are you serious? Andrew gave him an incredulous look.  I couldn t
do that to you. I wouldn t, Tony. Besides, what would I tell the police? That my lov& I
mean, my roommate turned into a gigantic wolf and& and ripped the Alpha Psi chapter
president s head off?
 You could ve. Tony looked at him speculatively.  You could ve gone to the cops
or even just made an anonymous phone call, but you didn t. Was that because you were
scared of me? Or& because you still cared?
 I&  Andrew looked away, unable to meet the other man s eyes.  I think I told you
in the e-mail I sent you that I never& never stopped thinking about you. About us.
 Is that what this is all about? Tony nodded to the Glock that was lying like a
discarded toy on the floor beside the bed.
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 Yes, no& maybe. Partially. Andrew squirmed again, uncomfortably.  Look, will
you just let me up?
 No, I don t think so. Tony gave him a slow, lazy smile.  It s been way too long
since I had you in this position. Think I ll keep you here awhile.
Andrew was exasperated.  Well, could you at least answer some of my questions
while you re pinning me to the bed? he demanded.  Like what the hell you turned into
that night and why you did what you did?
 I think that the person who s sending out suicide e-mails oughta be the one
answering questions, Tony pointed out, but then he relented.  I m a Were. What
Hollywood calls a werewolf, I guess, but we don t think of ourselves like that. I change
when the moon is full, hunt, and change back. And before you ask, no, I don t hunt
humans. I just happened to make an exception in Wainwright s case because the little
dick was threatening you with a baseball bat.
 But&  Andrew s head was spinning with this new information.  But did you
have to kill him?
Tony shrugged, a motion that pressed his cock more deeply into Andrew s thigh.
 Couldn t help it. You don t think as good in wolf form as you do as a human. All your
attention is concentrated in your senses, not your brain. My senses were telling me that
my lover was in danger and the beast inside me acted on it. He shrugged again.
 Sayonara, Wainwright.
 So& you killed him for me. The same way you took my beating that night. But I
thought&  Andrew shook his head, not sure what he was trying to say.
 You thought I just turned into this hairy, murdering monster that kills people and
you were next. Don t deny it I saw it in your eyes. Tony s own eyes were filled with
emotion now, anger and sadness warred in their black depths.
 I don t know what I thought. I was scared to death, Andrew admitted.  But I got
over it, eventually what you turned into, anyway. I don t know that I ll ever get all the
way over what I saw you do. But I m not scared of you now. I mean, no matter what
you did to Wainwright, you wouldn t hurt me. Would you? He looked up at his old
friend uncertainly.
 No, of course not, Drew. I m not in the habit of ripping apart the people I love. Not
physically, anyway. Tony sighed deeply and finally rolled off him.  Emotionally is
another story. I m sorry I didn t tell you sooner sorry you had to find out about me
that way. I wanted to tell you that night but then everything happened. I put it off so
long because I just& I saw the look on your face that one night I came back from
hunting and I just thought& I guess I was afraid you d leave if you knew.
 I don t know what I would ve done. Andrew scooted up on the bed so that he
could sit with his back to the carved mahogany headboard. He was glad to be
discussing this after so long. Glad and a little surprised that talking to Tony was as easy
as it had ever been.  Especially after what we both went through. Not just
Wainwright I mean that whole last night. The way they dragged us downstairs
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