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Which was fucking ironic for someone who couldn’t die.

Yet.

“Yeah,” he said roughly. “I’ll totally take you in. You’ll like them.”

“Tomorrow night?” she blurted.

“Ah, yeah. Sure.”

“Where will I meet you? I need to get a new phone, in case you don’t remember, and I don’t know if I’ll be keeping my number.”

“I’ll get a replacement for you. It was my fault.”

“That’s okay, Uncle Vishous will take care of it.”

Nate frowned. When it was just the two of them, it was easy to forget who she was. But “Uncle” Vishous? Shit. Just what he needed—Zsadist coming after him with the whole Brotherhood as reinforcement.

“So where do we meet?” she prompted.

“Needle.” He felt like kissing her goodbye. “At Twenty-first and Main. Amore is their name, and I’ll set it up for midnight. They always open the shop for me after hours, but if there’s a problem, I’ll get word to you.”

“Amore.”

“Italian for love. Or so they tell me.”

“You sure this isn’t too much trouble?”

He thought about the promise he’d made to her sire. To stay away.

“No, not at all.”

Over at the foot of the bed, he picked up what remained of his combat jacket from the floor—which was just a pair of sleeves connected by the collar and a couple of streamers of hide.

At least his battered burner phone had been in the ass pocket of his leathers.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said as he went over to the window he’d cracked.

“Yes. Okay. Thanks.”

In comparison to where they’d been only a matter of minutes ago, the distance between them felt colder than the draft that had killed the actual warmth in the room. But again, he was not going into the Rahvyn thing with her. No fucking way.

“Take care of yourself,” he murmured.

“That sounds like a big goodbye. Not a ‘see you later.’?”

“I also happen to mean it.”

Closing his eyes, he had to calm himself so he could ghost out and—

Before he was aware of making the decision to go back to her, he was striding across the rug. And the next thing he knew, he was taking Nalla around the waist, and bringing her to his mouth.

The kiss returned them to where they had been, panting and straining, ready to break out of their clothes and get good and goddamned naked. When he finally eased her back down where she’dbeen on the bed, he liked the dreamy smile on her face so much more than the reserve that he had known was hiding hurt.

Yeah, he couldn’t leave her like that.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at midnight,” he vowed.

“Needle.”

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