How could that be when she wanted him with every fiber of her being? She couldn’t close her eyes without images of him haunting her. She couldn’t take a breath without needing him. Damn him for rejecting her. He had been the one spouting the law of the rain forest was a higher law, and yet when she’d taken the chance, he’d shut her down. It had taken every ounce of courage she possessed to get him to kiss her, hoping he’d take it from there. If he didn’t want her anymore, well . . . She lifted her head and looked at the men talking to Jeremiah in the clearing just a short distance away.

She’d told Adan she would try to seduce one of Imelda Cortez’s guards because she knew she would never feel for another man the way she felt for Conner. Seduction still had possibilities. Maybe being a leopard meant she could be promiscuous and not care. Maybe her moral scruples would be overcome much easier than she’d ever believed. She moved closer, wanting to hear what they were saying.

She was acutely aware of Conner joining the other men. He stood out. For her, she feared he would always stand out. The light fell across his hair and body, illuminating him in the darkened, dappled clearing. He ran his fingers through his hair, slicking it back haphazardly in the way she found sexy. She almost hated him in that moment. She looked away from him and her gaze met Jeremiah’s.

He kept casting Isabeau small amorous glances, unable to keep his eyes off of her. Clearly he found her attractive. He flexed his muscles for her and she tried not to be amused. It wasn’t fair that she thought of him as a young boy when he was nearly her age. Conner just seemed so much more of a man, with a man’s ripped physique.

Jeremiah flexed again and shot Conner a quick glance before sending her a smile. Rio called out to him and he took off running, stripping as he went, tossing his shirt aside and ripping his jeans down, glancing back at Isabeau as he did so. The material trapped his ankles and he went down, head over heels, rolling across the clearing, half-naked, tangled in his jeans.

“What the hell was that?” Rio demanded.

“I know exactly what that was,” Conner said ominously, stalking across the clearing to Jeremiah.

“Conner!” Elijah moved quickly to intercept. “He’s just a kid.”

“He knows the rules.”

Jeremiah scrambled to his feet, looking defiant. “Maybe you’re just worried because I’ve got larger than average equipment and you think she’ll prefer me?”