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Lou Crushek is a reasonable, mellow, easygoing kind of guy. But once someone starts killing the scumbags he works so hard to bust, that really gets under his fur. Especially when that someone is a curvy she-tiger with a skill set that's turning Crush's lone-bear world upside down--and bringing his passion out of hibernation. . .
As a member of an elite feline protection unit, Marcella Malone has no problem body-dropping anyone who hunts her kind. But Crush is proving one major pain in her gorgeous tail. The only reason she's joined forces with him is to track down the wealthy human who's got her entire species in his ruthless sights. It sure isn't because Crush's stubborn and contrary attitude is rubbing Cella in all the right ways. .
12 pages, Audible Audio
First published March 27, 2012
”Don’t try to understand our friendship,” she said to Crush without looking up from her paper. “Just accept it.”and I think that’s good advice. Actually, that’s good advice for a lot of the friendships in this series. :)
”Why don’t you just say you don’t know how to deal with a nice guy?”
“I know I don’t know how to deal with a nice guy. That’s why I’ve been torturing the man every time I’ve seen him. But I don’t feel like torturing him at the moment. I feel like shooting him in the head.”
“Do you ever have small emotions, Cella? Little ones? That don’t involve either sex or death?”
“I’m a tiger. I’m either fucking or killing something. I can’t be all sitting up in a tree, lounging around like you people.”
"I'm trying to figure out if you're just a dick or if you're really an uptight, overthinking good guy?"
"How about I make the decision for you."
Crush stepped around her and walked out, determined to get away from this insane feline. And, as the door closed behind him, Crush heard her bark, "Well I guess it's just you being a dick then, huh?"
"KZS is made up of cats. In general, we're a lazy species. So we don't do what you'd call actual"--she made air quotes with her fingers--"'investigations'."
"Then what do you do?"
"Someone says, 'I'm thinking they're a problem'...and then they send one of us in to eliminate the problem."
Scowling, the bear demanded, "You do that for every situation? Even nonlethal ones?"
"Oh, God, no! Of course not. If you just irritate us, then we just come to your house and pee all over everything." She shrugged. "Sometimes shit in your shoes." When the bear only stared at her with his mouth open, Cella quickly added, "Not me, though. I've never done that. Not ever. Because it's...it's..." She thought a moment. "It's 'morally' wrong." She smiled, proud of herself for remembering the phrase.
"Did you just air quote morally?"
Not sure how to answer that, she said, "Just for clarity?" Probably would have sounded more believable without making it a question, but God, the bear had so many damn rules! How was she supposed to keep track of so many damn rules?
"I don't think I want to hear any more," he said.