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They didn’t budge.
“I’m leaving,” I managed to say, careful to keep my lips over my teeth.“Make me shift a little,”I hissed at my wolf.
A tiny wave of her magic washed over me, and my fangs shrank back to almost their typical size.
That was better.
It made my body warmer, though, emphasizing my lust for the guy staring at me.
I slipped off my stool, tucking my wallet back into my bag and sliding it over my shoulder.
A large hand landed on my waist, blocking my path out.
The guy stood, and I sucked in a breath as he rose to his full height.
Damn, he smelled good.
My fangs slid back into place, throbbing as I, yet again, fought the urge to bite him.
His chest was broad.
His entire body was chiseled.
His tattoos were works of art, black-ink markings that spiraled down his thick arms and over his chest. A few even curled onto his neck.
Maybe that damn country song had a point with the truck sex thing.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
His voice was authoritative.
Strong.
Certain.
Another wave of my wolf’s magic washed over me, forcing my fangs into submission again.
“Lovene,” I said. “I go by Love. Yours?”
“Mad.”
Weird name.
Whatever. Ancient supernaturals had unusual names sometimes. And I had an antique name myself, so I wouldn’t judge.
“Fuck him,”my wolf whispered, her voice almost gleeful.“He wants you. I’ll hold your fangs back.”
“I’m not going to fuck him,”I protested mentally.“If you lose control of my vampirism…”
“We won’t be hungry anymore. I’ll finally be able to shift again.”
“The whole city will hunt us!”
She sighed dramatically.“I could probably handle them.”
I doubted she could take down even one normal vampire, but I couldn’t say that to her.
“Stay for another drink,” Mr. Perfect said, his fingers pressing lightly against my side.
