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start and roar away.
    She couldn’t breathe. She was weak and knew she was dangerously close to passing out. She fought for air in her lungs, struggling to stand. Her body swayed, the light dimming before her eyes. The last thing she saw before she fainted dead away was Tobias Knight bending toward her, lifting her in his arms, his incisors gone.
    Her fantasy man was a vampire, she thought numbly as she slumped her head onto his shoulder, a strangled moan escaping her lips.

Chapter Three
    The familiar hypnotic veil soothed her as a pair of strong hands undressed her and placed her in bed. A blanket covered her.
    “Sleep now. We will talk when you awake,” the beautiful, deep male voice said.
    Cat fell into oblivion.
    She stirred from her dreamless sleep and opened her eyes, frowning at the strange sounds coming from the living room. They were a mixture of thuds and thick fabric ripping. A cold sensation crept up her spine.
    The terrifying events in town and later at the cabin raced through her mind, causing her stomach jolt with fear. Someone was in her living room. She slipped out of bed and glanced down at her naked body, stiffening as she recalled the hands undressing her. She reached for her white, satin robe.
    The strange sounds continued and she frantically scanned the room looking for a weapon. She grabbed Mel’s brass candelabra from the dresser and made her way to the living room.
    She stopped dead in her track, her breath catching.
    Tobias stood before the fireplace, ripping and tearing firewood with his bare hands as he placed them on the rack. She watched him visibly stiffen, drop the wood, and slowly turn around. Cat felt her heart skip a beat as he ran a dark intense gaze over her appearance. The candelabra slipped through her hands and fell to the floor.
    His gaze was like fire on her skin, leaving a trail of heat from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. She had the strangest feeling he was undressing her with his eyes. She sensed a sexual awareness, almost primal in nature, emanating from him.
    “I retrieved your wood from the curb,” he offered slowly, his gaze dropping to her breasts.
    “Oh,” she replied huskily, feeling like Alice tumbling down the rabbit hole. “Who are you?”
    “Tobias Knight.”
    She gulped. She had meant to ask him, what are you? “Are you…you’re a vampire.” She couldn’t believe she announced that as calmly as she announced the weather.
    “Yes.”
    The knowledge left her feeling strangely calm. “What do you want with me?”
    He had already removed his black coat, and she let her gaze flicker over his tall and muscular physique clad in a black shirt and black pants. Fear wound its way around her.
    Just as suddenly, a strange, eerie calm surrounded her, as though invisible hands were soothing her fears away. She darted a nervous glance at the front door, then looked down at the candelabra on the floor by her feet. The invisible hands continued their path along her shoulders, down her back, around her waist, up to her breasts. Cat gasped. A tremor shot through her body as her breasts were fondled and her breath hitched in her throat.
    Tobias’s dark gaze held her captive as her blood began to pound in her ears. He was calming her and arousing her at the same time and she could do nothing about it, trapped within his invisible hands.
    His touch moved lower over her belly down to the spot where her legs met, and she inhaled sharply. He caressed her, stroked her, and her legs were dangerously close to giving out. Tobias’s expression shifted and she watched a fierce, ruthless look cast a menacing shadow across his face. He groaned roughly from deep within his throat, but Cat couldn’t pay too much attention to him because his invisible hands were beginning to drive her mad with desire.
    With grim determination on his face, he strode to her and grabbed the collar of her robe. He shoved it over her shoulders and let it drop in a pool of satin to the floor.