Trish and Ellie had gone home; to be more precise, Ellie had taken Trish home-the latter had knocked off one-fourth of the vodka on her own, turning i...to an incohorent, drunk diva. Out of the corner of her eye, Ellie's fire-red purse glinted from under the baby grand piano, and Nicola had to laugh. She picked it up and set it down on the coffee table, making a mental note to call her sisters about it first thing in the morning. "Albrose! Pasha!" At the sound of their names, the pups came. We had several cocktails, a stunning dinner with wine, and there wasn’t a pause in the conversation. It was late when I dropped her off.Kimber slipped her arm through mine as we meandered through the St. Lawrence Market, studying the selection of meats, incredible seafood, and tantalizing selection of cheeses from around the world. The aroma of fresh baked bread battled with the scent of Canadian peameal bacon sandwiches.She looked very young in yoga pants and an oversized top that slipped off. From Allison's appearance, no one would know of the simmering desires below the surface. For most of her life, she had done what she could to hide her good looks and shapely figure. At work she wore unattractive horn-rimed glasses and rather dowdy clothes, covered by the always-present white lab coat. She was tall at five foot eight, preferring to wear low heels most of the time... since Bradley was only five nine. She weighed 135 lbs, with mid-length dirty blonde hair that she kept in a bun. Unlike him they craved their true cat form.Twitty a grey striped tabby with white streaks down her back. Gleena, a red colored cat resembling a Bengal tiger. Both were half cat and half Bill guessed something approaching human. They both had been ready to fight to the death for the honor of being his mate. Laughing Bill thought that was a joke, him? A desired mate?Sighing again Bill knew there was a lot he’d have to do when he returned. That is if he returned! The length of time it was taking.