She could smell a small crowd lingering near the front door of the club and twenty or thirty random humans scattered throughout the parking lot (including a man and a woman who were getting hot and heavy in a Ford Mustang out toward the west side) but none were within sixty yards of them currently and none were heading in their direction. There was one figure ambling in their direction but it wasn't a human. It was Ken. Even if she didn't know his scent quite intimately, she would have known he was cognate if nothing else. The licorice-peppermint odor of male cognate pheromones was unmistakable."Would you ... uh ... like to see inside?" Reg offered, a bit of his shyness returning as he was exposed to the fresh air."I would love to," Meghan told him. "Why don't we start with a tour of the back seat?"Reg gulped nervously, his face flushing again. "Umm ... uh ... okay," he said. He took his keys from his pocket and pushed the electronic lock button. The truck chirped, its lights flashed. I think I've got something of yours.”“Oh, my God, it's you – how on earth did you find me. Come in, come in.”Incredibly it was the stranger from that afternoon. “I asked around after you left,” she said. “I'd seen you chatting to someone earlier and thought she might know you. So I asked if she knew who that pretty Asian girl in the blue skirt was, as I had found something that I thought might be hers and I'd like to return it. 'Oh, you must mean Evelyn. I think she's left now, but I can give you her number if you like. Better still, here's her address.' And that was that – in a flash I'd been given all I needed to know, and here I am. Hope you don't mind. If it's a problem, I'll leave, of course.”“No, no – I'm glad you came. I've been thinking of what we did this afternoon so much – it was rather naughty, wasn't it, but I found it so exciting. I don't want you to think I always do that; it was very much a one-off – for now,” and I smiled at her. “But tell me, I don't even know your.
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