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Alison’s lips quivered when Wendy gave her a shocked look.

“You don’t want me to stay?”

“Of course I want you to stay. I love having you here. It’s just that Flora told me this morning that the inn is fully booked from tomorrow through next weekend.”

Her heart sank as she realized how much she’d looked forward to staying.

“Fully booked? Really? You said this was your slow time of year.”

“It is, but Flora said something about a full moon festival.”

“The full moon was two nights ago,” Damian said, frowning, and Alison shrugged helplessly.

“I know, but that’s what she said.”

“The inn is beautiful and so convenient, but I suppose I could find somewhere else,” she said reluctantly.

“There’s a motel a few miles outside of town—” Alison began.

“Absolutely not,” Damian snapped. “It’s not suitable for a single female. However…” He rubbed his chin, then continued, his voice rather stilted. “You could stay with me. In my second bedroom, of course.”

Did that mean he didn’t want to sleep with her, or was he being polite? Considering how quickly things had escalated in the parlor, she was quite sure that if she took him up on his offer, they’d end up in bed together. Her body thoroughly approved of the idea. Her heart was a little less sure, but she still found herself nodding.

“That does sound more convenient,” she agreed, trying to sound calm despite the color rising to her cheeks.

Will choked trying to turn a laugh into a cough, and she was sure they weren’t fooling anyone but she decided she didn’t care.

“Then I guess we have a plan.”

“Do you want to come tonight?”

Once again her still humming body heartily approved, but she shook her head.

“I might as well enjoy my last night here.”

“Then hot cider all around,” Alison said cheerfully before she gave her a quick hug. “I’m so glad you’re staying in town.”

“Me too.”

Once again they ended up sitting around the kitchen table talking. Two cups of cider left her with a pleasant glow, so pleasant that after looking at her flushed face and happy smile, Damian decided he’d better make sure she made it safely up the stairs.

“You just want to get into my bedroom,” she accused, giggling.

“And on that note, I’m taking my mate home,” Will said. “Good night, Wendy. Good night, Damian.”

The cider didn’t seem to have affected either male.

“Don’t trolls and vampires get drunk?” she asked as Damian helped her up the stairs.

“We do, but it takes a lot more alcohol to have an effect.” He paused outside her door, his fingers curving around her neck.“In my case, drinking from an intoxicated human can also create the same effect.”

“Do you want a drink?”

She tilted her head to one side as his eyes flamed. He bent over her, sucking gently at her neck, and then a little harder as her nipples peaked. She even felt the scrape of his fangs and shivered with excitement, but then he drew back.

“You are a very naughty, very tempting little kitten,” he muttered, swiping his thumb across her lip.

“Thank you.” She tried to tug him closer but instead he opened her bedroom door and urged her inside with another pat on her butt.

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