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The confusion upon his features gave way to shock. The beat of his heart hastened.

You… you are…

Ah, but the words had been stolen from his lips. Arsenio leaned toward her. His whiskers were inches from her own. The blue of his eyes held fast to her. His breath fell in hushed exhales. The man’s figure became charged with electric energy.

Arsenio laughed – a joyous sound that filled the air and rushed through the willow leaves.

Oh, Tamar…

The energy that had filled him pushed him up. He sat upon his rump and leaned toward her, inspecting her creamy undercoat with gentle prods of his dark nose.