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s； especially if you had someone else in bed with you。 Besides； I wasn't sure how Stephen would take me getting dressed to lie down beside him。 Maybe he'd be insulted。 It was too plicated for me。 I turned off the light and climbed into bed beside him。 If either of us had been much bigger； we'd have never fit。 Stephen had to roll onto his side as it was。
He curled against my back； spooning his body against mine； one arm flung across my waist； like I was the stuffed toy。 I stiffened； but Stephen didn't seem to notice。 He buried his face into my back； and let his breath out in a sigh。 I lay there in the dark and couldn't sleep。 Two months ago after I'd nearly ended up a vampire； I'd had trouble sleeping。 Close brushes with death； I could handle。 Close brushes with being the undead； that scared me。 But I got over it。 I was sleeping just fine； thank you very much； until now。 I pushed the button on my watch that made it glow。 It was only 5：30。 I'd had about an hour's sleep。 Great。
Stephen's breathing deepened； and his body relaxed against me a muscle at a time。 He whimpered softly in his sleep； arm convulsing around me； then the dream passed and he lay still and warm。
I drifted off to sleep； cuddling Stephen's arm around my body。 He was almost as good as a stuffed toy； though he did have a tendency to move at the odd moment。
Daylight spilled through the thin white drapes； and at first I thought the light had awakened me。 I woke stiff； in the same position that I'd fallen asleep in； as if I hadn't moved at all during the night。 Stephen was still curled around me； a leg over my legs along with one arm like he was trying to get as close to me as he could； even in his sleep。
I lay there for a moment with his body wrapped around me and realized I'd never awakened with a man before。 I'd had a fiancé in college and I'd had sex with him； but I'd never spent the night。 I'd never actually slept in the same bed with a man。 It was kind of odd。 I lay in the circle of warmth of Stephen's body and wished it was Richard。
I had a vague feeling that something had awakened me； but what？ I eased out from the covers and Stephen's clinging body。 He rolled over on his other side； sighing； making small protesting noises。 I tucked the covers around him and took the Firestar out from under my pillow。
According to my watch； it was nearly 10：30。 I'd had about five hours of sleep。 I slipped on a pair of jeans； got my toothbrush and some clean undies and socks out of the suitcase。 I folded everything in a clean polo shirt and unlocked the door。 I kept the Firestar in my hand。 I'd put it on the top of the toilet while I cleaned up。 I'd have done the same thing at home。
Someone passed in front of the door； talking。 Two voices； one of them female。 I laid the clothes on the floor； unclicked the safety on the gun； and put my left hand on the doorknob。
〃Was that the safety on a gun I heard？〃 a man's voice said from the other side of the door。 I recognized the voice。
I clicked the safety back in place； put the gun down the front of my pants； and slipped the Tshirt over it。 Armed； but not visibly； I opened the door。 Jason stood there； grinning at me。 He was about my height。 His blond hair was straight and baby fine； and cut just above his shoulders。 His eyes were the innocent blue of spring skies； but the look in them wasn't innocent。 He peered around me at Stephen still curled up in the bed。
〃Is it my turn next？〃 he asked。
I sighed； picked up my clothes； tucked them under my arm； and closed the door behind me。 〃What are you doing here； Jason？〃
〃You don't sound happy to see me。〃 He was wearing a fishnet T…shirt。 His jeans were faded and soft with one knee pletely out。 He was twenty and had been a college student before he'd joined the pack。 Now he was Jean…Claude's wolf； and playing bodyguard and breakfast entree to the Master Vampire of the City seemed to be his only job。
〃Isn't it a little early in the morning for fishnet？〃
〃Wait until you see what I'm wearing to tonight's gala opening of JeanClaude's dance club。〃
〃I may not be able to make it；〃 I said。
He raised his eyebrows。 〃You spend one night under Richard's roof； and you break a date with Jean…Claude。〃 He shook his head。 〃I don't think that's a good idea。〃
〃Look； neither of them own me； okay〃
Jason backed up； hands held up in mock surrender。 〃Hey； don't shoot the messenger。 You know it will piss Jean…Claude off； and you know he'll think you slept with Richard。〃
〃I didn't。〃
He glanced at the closed door。 〃I know that； and I am shocked； Anita； at your choice of bed partners。〃
〃When you tell Jean…Claude that I slept with Stephen； you make absolutely sure he knows we just shared the bed and nothing else。 If Jean…Claude gives Stephen a hard time because of your word games； I'll be angry。 You don't want me angry； Jason。〃
He looked at me for a heartbeat or two。 Something slid behind his eyes； his beast stirring to life； just a touch。 Jason had a small streak of what Gabriel had a big streak of。 A fascination with danger； pain； and simply being an all round pain in the ass。 Jason was tolerable； not a bad guy； all in all； Gabriel was perverted； but it was still the same personality flaw done small。 After what I'd seen last night； I wondered what Jason would have thought of the entertainment。 I was almost sure he'd have disapproved； but not a hundred percent sure； which told you something about Jason。
〃Did you really draw a machine gun on Raina and Gabriel last night？〃
〃Yeah； I did。〃
A woman stepped out of Richard's bedroom with an armful of towels。 She was about five foot six； with short brown hair so curly it had to be natural。 She wore navy slacks and a short…sleeved sweater。 Open…toed sandals pleted the outfit。 She looked me up and down； sort of disapproving or maybe disappointed。 〃You must be Anita Blake。〃
〃And you are？〃
〃Sylvie Barker。〃 She offered a hand and I took it。 The moment I touched her skin； I knew what she was。 〃Are you with the pack？〃 I asked。
She took her hand back and blinked at me。 〃How could you tell？〃
〃If you're trying to pass for human； don't touch someone who knows what they're looking for。 Your power prickles down my skin。〃
〃I won't waste time trying to pass then。〃 Her power flooded over me； pouring like a blast of heat when you open an oven door。
〃Impressive；〃 I said； glad my voice was steady。
She gave a small smile。 〃That's quite a pliment； ing from you。 Now； I've got to get these towels to the kitchen。〃
〃What's happening？〃 I asked。
Sylvie and Jason exchanged glances。 She shook her head。 〃You knew Richard was hurt？〃 She made it a question。
My stomach clenched tight。 〃He said he'd be all right。〃
〃He will be；〃 she said。
I felt my skin go pale。 〃Where is he？〃
〃Kitchen；〃 Jason said。
I didn't run； it wasn't that far； but I wanted to。 Richard sat at the kitchen table； shirtless； his back to me。 His back was a mass of fresh claw marks。 There was a bite mark in his left shoulder where a piece of flesh was missing。
Dr。 Lillian was blotting blood off his back with a kitchen towel。 She was a small woman in her mid…fifties with salt…and…pepper hair cut in a short； no…nonsense style。 She'd