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His skin felt too warm and smooth. Gold flickered around his pupils, disappearing so quickly that she wondered if she had imagined it. “Good boy.”
    He laughed again, half-turning to gesture at the door. Smiling, she let her hand fall and walked past him.

    “I s that her?” His nephew’s query didn’t quite break Cal’s concentration as he stared at the figure standing just a few feet inside the entrance.
    “Yes.”
    Sebastian studied her. “She’s lovely.”
    “Not the word I’d choose, but it’s appropriate too.”
    The vampire chuckled. “Then how would you describe her?”
    “Raw sex on two legs.” Legs he desperately wanted wrapped around him as soon as possible. Cal shelved his desire for the moment, curious as to what she would do now that she’d returned.
    Wait for him to come to her, or come looking for him?
    Below, Morgan headed for the west bar. She took a seat and ordered a drink after the bartender spoke to her. Cal smiled. “Guess she wants me to come to her.”
    “Is it wise to let her dictate your interaction?”
    “A wise man always follows the woman’s lead.” Cal grinned at his nephew. “Trust me; it’s far more fun to do it their way.”
    The vampire rolled his eyes, which were the same dark brown as his own. “I see the thrill of the chase hasn’t dulled at all for you. Go on, but don’t come looking to me for sympathy if things go pear-shaped.”
    “They might, but they won’t stay that way.” With an affectionate smack to Sebastian’s shoulder, Cal turned away and left the room.

    M organ signaled for a refill, not bothering to look up from her perusal of the bar’s highly polished wood top. A bartender had popped up before she’d finished sitting down, eager to inform her that her drinks were on the house, courtesy of Calhoun.
    She didn’t even look up when a bottle and two glasses were placed in front of her. “That’s not what I’m drinking tonight.”
    Cal poured the whiskey before responding. “I like to finish a bottle started. Humor me, darlin’.”
    With a shrug, she accepted the glass he nudged toward her. “You said you could explain.”
    “I can.”
    “Then start talking. I don’t have all night.” She picked up the glass and tossed back the contents, letting liquid courage fortify her before meeting his eyes.
    “No, you have a few days yet. You’re close, but not quite there.” He leaned on the bar, gently tilting his glass from side-to-side, his dark eyes boring into hers.
    “Close to what?”
    “Awakening.”
    “Well damn, thanks. That clears everything right up. Guess I’ll be on my way.” She made no move to leave. Instead, she grabbed the bottle and filled her glass. Downing half of it, she topped it back off and set the bottle aside. “How about you come across with some real goddamned answers?”
    “Sure, but there’s a price for each one.” He leaned toward her, pausing when only an inch or so prevented their noses from bumping together. “A kiss, and I gotta be honest, I’m hoping you have a few hundred questions.”
    “No deal.” Morgan added a derisive snort for good measure. “I’ll find someone to ask who doesn’t think with his dick.”
    Cal retreated, his lips tightening and one corner of them twitching upward. Was he laughing at her? “Good luck with that. Not all the people who have the answers are the friendly type. They’ll want to kill you. Now is that really better than kissing me?”
    Ice coated her stomach as she stared at him, and she knew her voice betrayed the fear she’d been fighting. “You’re lying.”
    “Let’s get something straight right now. I may not tell you everything, but I’ll only lie to you if it’s absolutely necessary.” He leaned in again. “I will never lie about someone wanting to kill you.”
    “Why would,” she paused when he shook his head.
    “You’ve asked one question. I’m not answering another until my fee is paid.”
    It’s just a kiss . Morgan took a sip of