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As if pulled to the scent, I’m up, standing at the glass railing surrounding the top-level lounge area, and looking for…her. My eyes land on by far the most beautiful woman they have ever had the pleasure of seeing: smooth ass, buttery brown skin on a body stacked in all the places I love, topped off with a gorgeous face. The camouflage dress looks painted on her thick body and it stops mid-thigh, giving me an appreciated view of her brown legs.

“Fuck!” I grit before my fangs appear.

Who the hell is this beauty?

My eyes travel from her legs to her thighs to her full breasts, then back to her gorgeous face. Her expressive brown eyes scan the lower level, her full lips curved downward in a partial frown.

What’s wrong?

And why do I care?

I’m drawn to her and her scent. I felt her energy when she entered the club. I know nothing about this woman but I want to know everything.

“Do you need anything else?” the VIP server asks from behind.

I don’t want anything but her.

“No,” I answer without turning around. My eyes are glued to the lower level and her. She and who I’m guessing is her friend have now traveled to the bar. “The two ladies at the bar down there. Camouflage dress on the end. Get their tab added to mine.”

“I got you,” she says before walking off.

“I can’t believe you got me in here. A vampire bar,” I hear the beauty say. I’m so focused on her that I’ve inadvertently silenced all sounds and can only hear her and her friend.

“Purely for research purposes. Plus, you love me,” her friend replies.

“And you got the tattoo. Are you seriously going to let one of them bite you?” she says with so much disapproval in her tone that it stings.

“I might. I mean, why not. You can’t say you’re not curious.”

“I’m not.”

“Well, I am. Let’s get drinks to loosen your prude ass up. I’m trying to be like her.” Her friend nods toward a woman getting fucked in a booth off to the right of the dance floor.

Shaking her head, the beauty says, “There’s no amount of liquor that can make me do that in here in front of all these people.”

“And all these vampires,” her friend says, then laughs.

“You’re right. I definitely need a drink if I’m going to stay here another minute.”

She motions for the bartender, and as they look over the bar menu full of gimmicky named drinks, I make my way to the elevator and head down. I have to know who she is and why I’m so fucking drawn to her.

“That sounds good, a Vampire Kiss,” she mumbles but I can hear her sultry voice loud and clear.

“A what?” her friend asks.

“A Vampire Kiss. It has two types of vodka and gin. Just what I need.”

“Oh, I want that too. It’s a good thing we didn’t drive.”

The bartender arrives and her friend orders two Bloody Vampires and an extra shot of gin. The beauty laughs and it sounds musical and shit. Her voice, her vibe, and her pretty ass face have me stuck. Although I know it’s wrong as shit to listen to them talk, I can’t stop.

What the fuck!

“I guess your research is complete. You can’t work with all that liquor,” she says.

“I’ve seen what I needed to see. Now, I’m trying to get enough courage to let one of these fine ass vampires bite me.” Her friend looks around and her eyes meet mine. “Shit,” she gasps, then turns back and leans close to the beauty’s ear. “Bitch, there’s a sexy ass one coming to the bar right now.”

In reality, I could have bypassed the elevator and been down on this level next to her ten minutes ago. My desire to study her and intrude on their conversation is the only reason I’m taking my time to reach the bar. Once I do, I’m in her space, standing behind the empty stool next to her and inhaling her coconut scent.