QUOTE : she admitted, then blew on a spoonful of hot broth. “No. I mean, I really like it. When I’m near you, it’s easier for me. It’s not such a fight with Bear. He settles around you.” If this was settled for Bear, he really did have less control than she could even imagine. What had happened to Ethan to break the bond between him and his animal? It wasn’t supposed to be a war. They were supposed to work together. She draped her legs over his lap as he lifted his bowl of soup and leaned against the wall behind the cot. “Better?” she asked with a coy smile. He gifted her a hungry glance and relaxed under her. “Much.” His voice was still too low and growly, but his eyes were the color of dark chocolate, and that was good enough for her. Dinner was a comfortable affair, highlighted with a few phone calls from campers who’d been locked out of the gates past closing time and needed the code to get back in to their campsites. Ethan insisted on rinsing the dishes, but it didn’t sit well with her to just sit around while he worked, so she helped. She stood so close to him, their arms touched. If he liked feeling her, she didn’t mind soothing Bear. “What are you thinking now?