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He scowled back.

My entire body ached with the need to drink from him, so I pushed his hands off my hips and slipped through the crowd.

When he followed at my heels, the people parted for him. They made space to let him through, when I would’ve had to shove and worm my way out.

Guess it paid to be a gorgeous, massive demon.

My chest rose and fell quickly, my heart pounding when we finally emerged.

The need was fierce, and hot.

I wasn’t sure I could fight it.

When I rushed toward the door, Zander caught my arm. I shuddered again at the contact, my feet failing me, and he led me across the room.

To the booths.

And straight into the roped-off one I had fed in the day before.

My fangs throbbed like mad.

My body did, too.

My thoughts were hazy, with bloodlust fogging them in a way it never had before.

I wanted Zander.

Ineededhim.

He left space between us in the booth, but sprawled out the way he always did. I didn’t even think the sprawling was conscious.

Digging my sharpened nails into my palms, I fought the urge to slip onto his lap.

“What are you doing here?” he asked me again, his eyes still narrowed.

“How did you find me?” I tossed back, fighting the urge to grit my teeth.

The hunger was intense.

With the smell of him in the booth, the man flooded my senses in a way I’d never experienced.

He finally answered my question. “It’s not hard to track your phone. I saw you leaving your apartment, and I live close by.”

Despite his admission, I made no effort to answer his question.

“You’re hungry, Sweetheart,” he finally said, his voice softening slightly. “Your eyes have already shifted.”

My lips twisted in a snarl, probably revealing my fangs. “I’m fine.”

He slipped his shirt over his head, and I jerked backward.

All of that gorgeous skin was on display—and I wanted it.

Ohhhh, I wanted it.

But I couldn’t let myself have it.

I couldn’t.

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