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Everything he could.
“You needed me to fight the dark. You called, I came.” Well, not quite the coming he would have liked. “Remember that. I gave, but I didn’t take a single thing from you.” Next time, he wouldn’t be so nice. Especially since being nice wasn’t really in his genetic makeup.
His gaze dropped to her sex. He could still taste her. His teeth snapped together.
She climbed from the couch but didn’t bother reaching for her clothes. What was she trying to do to him?
He could lift her up, shove into her, and take the woman right there. Dee was so small, he’d hold her and thrust and make her scream.
Pleasure, not pain.
Because he could do that, too, no matter what the whispers said.
“I don’t understand you,” she said.
“I think you understand me better than anyone else.” He let the words fall between them and managed to drag his gaze up to hers. “I did my research, Dee, just like I know you did yours.”
Not even a flicker of expression. But she reached for her shirt. Tugged it on with steady hands.
“We both know what it’s like when the monsters come.” He wouldn’t say anything else. Couldn’t.
Simon turned away and marched for the door. Dee didn’t stop him. He didn’t expect her to. That was, after all, part of the plan.
When he yanked open her door, the first rays of sunlight hit him.
Dawn.
He glanced back. “More than a fuck, Dee.” So much more. “When you need me, you know how to find me.”
Squaring his shoulders, he headed into the light.
And not once did he glance back.
Chapter Four
When night fell, coming with its thick, hot darkness and moonless sky, Dee headed back to Onyx.
There’d been no sign of the woman since their last encounter, and she’d spent all day using every one of Night Watch’s contacts in hope of finding the human Dee had dubbed Sunshine.
No luck.
So Dee figured she’d better let the woman find her again.
And that was why her butt was parked once again at the bar.
Her gaze scanned the crowd. Pretty light since it was only a little past nine. The heavy hitters would come in later.
Her stare tracked across the room, not lingering too long, looking for the tall, muscled length of?—
“Hell.” Dee ground her back teeth together as she caught herself. The object was to find the woman from last night, not Chase. Not the man who’d given her a fast, hard ride straight into one of her best orgasms, then walked away.
Walked away.
What had been up with that?
More than a fuck. She spun toward the bartender. “A beer, Mike. The cheaper, the better.” One drink, that was all she ever allowed herself when she hunted. A big, long glass mirror ran the length of the bar and Dee stared at her reflection. Wow—was that her hair? Maybe she should?—
Her eyes locked on a man. Black hair. Broad shoulders. Tall, strong. Don’t-give-a-damn swagger.
