"Nope!" Wild Tiger agreed with a triumphant grin. One of his fingers swept across some mayonnaise that had dripped off on his plate and he licked it clean. He was about to take another bite of his meal when he suddenly didn't feel very well.

The smile on his face slowly receded, his dark skin grew a tinge paler, and his amber gaze narrowed to a spot on the cafeteria table. A cold shiver ran up his spine and his palms began to sweat. The older man knew exactly what was about to happen, but there wasn't enough time to get to the bathroom. He did his best to hide his sudden discomfort, but it was pretty obvious that something was wrong.