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bathrooms, they’re not that great.”
    I wanted to laugh. How did I end up discussing public bathrooms with my favorite wrestler? “Either way, that doesn’t change the fact that I’ve got to go.”
    “How about I let you use the one in my dressing room?”
    There went my heart, fluttering like a trapped butterfly again. “All right.”
    “That is of course, if you’ll go out with me tomorrow night?”
    I crossed my arms and paused to look up at him. “Would you really make me use the other one if I said no?”
    He laughed and the sound poured over me like liquid velvet. Was that part of his vampire powers or just his natural sexy way? I never got around to asking him.
    “Of course not.”
    He led me to the opposite side of the arena and right past security. My heart was working overtime. Here I was tucked underneath the arm of a superstar like Nightmare and being walked through the backstage area like it was perfectly normal. Maybe it was. Maybe he took women back here all the time. But even as the thought crossed my mind I saw the way some of the staff looked at me and decided that wasn’t so. Whatever this gesture was, it was not normal for Nightmare.
    Out of the corner of my eye I saw a seven-foot werewolf approaching and almost didn’t need the bathroom anymore. Without realizing what I was doing I moved closer and hid myself underneath Nightmare’s heavy black robe. About that time the werewolf slapped Nightmare on the shoulder.
    “You knocked out my back teeth,” he growled.
    Nightmare winced, showing a little bit of fang in the process. Why was that so sexy to me?
    “Sorry about that.”
    It took me a second or two to get past his bloody mouth and realize that the werewolf was smiling and not bearing his teeth.
    “It will take me a week to grow that shit back,” he complained.
    “I guess this means you don’t want to go out for steak tonight?” Nightmare asked.
    The smile I had was involuntary as I listened. I never knew he had a sense of humor. It was odd to have watched someone for years and realize that I really knew nothing about him. It was also wonderful to see him smile.
    The werewolf’s laugh was closer to a bark. “Smart ass.” It was then that he noticed me, hiding against the vampire’s side. “And who is this?”
    “Dawn.”
    Hearing him say my name gave me such a thrill. As he introduced me, the werewolf changed back to human form before my eyes. His transformation was much less theatrical than when he was in the ring and quite smooth. It was like watching special effects in a movie, except it was real and it was right in front of me.
    “Dawn, this is Hellacious Harry.”
    The man standing before me was tall, blond, and completely naked. The torn jeans he was wearing fell off when he transformed. Even though he was still a big man, his waist was much slimmer as a human. Obviously, this had happened before because he seemed completely unfazed. He reached to shake my hand and my smile widened.
    “Nice to meet you, Dawn.”
    “If you’ll excuse us, Harry, we were going somewhere.” He paused and gave the werewolf an evil grin. “And you need to put on some pants.”
    Nightmare tightened his grip around my shoulders and continued down the hallway.
    “Here we are,” he said. “I’ll wait here.” He opened the door and ushered me inside. “Bathroom’s to the left.”
    I’m not sure what I had been expecting, but his dressing room was nice. It looked more like something you’d expect to see in a theatre than in a wrestling arena. I suppose I was envisioning a sweaty locker room or something along those lines. There was a small vanity table in the corner with lots of lights and makeup. I couldn’t imagine Nightmare sitting in the dainty chair and almost laughed at the thought. There was also a rack of costumes along the side of the wall and a red sofa near the back. And of course, there were lockers.
    I headed to the left, past the shower stalls and found the bathroom,