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“Yes, sir. I’m sorry about that.” She hadn’t known that he would be so picky when she’d run out to grab a wine bottle filled with the stuff. Though she seemed certain that she should be thankful he hadn’t asked her to simply expose a vein.

“Because you are new, I shall forgive you. This time. Do not let it happen again.” Randal left the room with a flourish.

Left alone with Demetri, Stacy shifted uneasily. Looking down at the pen still clutched in her hand, she wondered if she could get a disease or become something other than human after being pricked by a needle that had just been covered in vampire and werewolf blood. Would she turn into some weird hybrid?

“No, you can’t. BSC is very careful about that.”

“How did you...” Could he read her mind too? Had he been able to read her thoughts? Remembering how vivid some of those thoughts had been, especially the ones where she wondered what his tongue would feel like against the newly waxed and sensitized areas of her flesh, she wondered if she could—or should—add an addendum to her own contract that allowed the earth to swallow her whenever she embarrassed herself.

“That’s an interesting combination. Arousal and...” he sniffed again. “Shyness? Embarrassment?” He chuckled. “Don’t worry, I cannot read your thoughts. But I do have excellent hearing and you whispered your question.”

“Oh. I should—I should probably get this contract to my boss.”

“Do you know where her office is?”

“Of course.” She straightened her back. Of course she knew where Ms. Pope’s office was. She’d been there more than once. She’d just return to the outer office then be on her way to the woman’s office.

“From this room?”

Oops. Busted. “Not exactly.” She blushed. “I sort of got lost when I went out to get Randal’s blood. And again when I got your steak... This place is a labyrinth.” She wasn’t sure why she admitted these things to Demetri, but he seemed so easy to talk to.

“We figured. Don’t worry about it, you’ll get it in no time. But for now, please allow me to escort you to Ms. Pope’s office. I need to talk with her for a moment as well.”

She wanted to deny his request. But it did make much more sense for her to accept his offer than to wander around the hallways for who knows how long. Part of her was disappointed that he had more business. It had hoped that he’d want to continue the flirtation he’d began earlier, before Tina reminded them both of the meeting.

Demetri put his hand on her back and carefully guided her through the halls.

“This is Ms. Pope’s office.”

Remembering Tina’s instructions, she knocked on the door.

“Come in, Stacy.”

Opening the door, she entered with her escort close behind her.

“Here’s the contract you wanted signed.”

Ms. Pope looked over the document and looked at her, one eyebrow arched. “I see you added a clause.”

“Randal refused to sign it otherwise,” she blurted out.

“Yes, he would. Very well. Thank you so much.”

Stacy paused. She really wanted to know how Ms. Pope always knew it was her.

“Your mind is very distinctive. There is no other creature in this office whose mind is as busy as yours.”

“Thank you. Would you like me to do anything else before I leave?”

“No. This meeting was the only thing on your schedule. Have a pleasant evening. I shall see you tomorrow.”

Nodding, Stacy left the building, wishing that Demetri didn’

t have to linger in her boss’s office. Now that she knew she had the rest of the night off, she started to hope maybe she could do a little bit of firsthand research about werewolves.

Chapter Four

Stacy shuffled her feet as she slowly returned to the main office. Tina was sitting behind the desk, painting her nails.

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