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I stared into his dark blue eyes。 They were lovely； but they were just eyes。 I shook my head。 〃I can't。〃
〃You must let me inside your mind； as you let me inside your body。〃 He spasmed inside of me； and it was hard to think。
〃I don't know how；〃 I said。
〃Love me； Anita； love me。〃
I stared down at him and did。 〃I do love you。〃
〃Then let me in； ma petite。 Let me love you。〃
I felt it like a drape being pulled away。 I felt his eyes； and they were suddenly drowning deep； an endless midnight blue ocean that somehow managed to burn。 I was aware of my body。 I could feel Jean…Claude inside my body。 I could feel him like a brush of silk inside my mind。
The orgasm hit me unexpectedly； opened my mind to him more than I'd planned。 Flung me wide open and falling into his eyes。 He cried out underneath me； and I realized I could still feel my body； feel my hands on his chest； feel my pelvis riding him。 I opened my eyes and for a dizzying second I saw his face go slack； that moment of total abandon。
I collapsed on top of him； trailing my hands down his arms； feeling his heart pound against my chest。 We lay quietly for a few moments； resting； holding each other； then I slid off him； curling beside him。
〃You can't hold me with your eyes anymore。 Even if I let you； I can still break the hold at any time。〃
〃Yes； ma petite。〃
〃Does that bother you？〃
He lifted a lock of my hair； running it between his fingers。 〃Let us say it does not bother me as much as it might have a few hours ago。〃
I raised up on one elbow so I could see his face。 〃Meaning what？ That now that I've had sex with you； I'm not dangerous？〃
He stared up at me。 I couldn't read his eyes。 〃You will always be dangerous； ma petite。〃 He raised upward； bending at the waist； bringing his lips against mine in a gentle kiss。 He moved back from me just enough to speak； propping himself on one arm。 〃There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun。〃 He took my hand in his and raised it towards his mouth。 〃Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body。〃 He kissed the back of my hand ever so gently。 He lay back； drawing me with him。 〃e； ma petite； enjoy your conquest。〃
I held my face back； avoiding a kiss。 〃You aren't conquered；〃 I said。
〃Nor； ma petite； are you。〃 He ran his hands up my back。 〃I am beginning to realize that you will never be conquered； and that is the greatest aphrodisiac of all。〃
〃A challenge forever；〃 I said。
〃For all eternity；〃 he whispered。 I let him draw me down into a kiss； and part of me was still not sure if I'd done a good thing or a bad thing。 But just for tonight； I didn't care。
40
I woke surrounded by bloodred sheets； naked； and alone。 Jean…Claude had kissed me good…bye and gone to his coffin。 I didn't argue。 If I'd awakened to him cold and dead beside me 。 。 。 Let's just say I'd had all the shock I could handle from my boyfriends for awhile。
Boyfriend。 That was a word for someone who walked you to your class。 It didn't seem the right word after last night。 I lay there； clutching the raw silk sheets to my chest。 I could smell Jean…Claude's cologne on the sheets； on my skin； but more than that； I could smell him。 I cuddled that scent to me； rolled in it。 He said he loved me and for a time last night； I believed him。 In the light of day； I wasn't so sure。 How stupid was it to half…believe the vampire loved me？ Not nearly as stupid as half…loving him。 But I still loved Richard。 One night of great sex didn't change that。 I think I had hoped it would。 Lust may die that easily； but love doesn't。 True love is a much harder beast to kill。
There was a soft knock on the door。 I had to reach under two red pillows before I came out with the Firestar。 I held it at my side and said； 〃e in。〃
A man entered the room。 He was tall； muscular； with hair shaved on either side； the back left in a long ponytail。
I pointed the gun at him and clutched the sheets to my chest。 〃I don't know you。〃
His eyes went wide； his voice shook； 〃I'm Ernie； I'm supposed to ask if you want breakfast。〃
〃No；〃 I said。 〃Now； get out。〃
He nodded； eyes on the gun。 He hesitated in the doorway； even staring down the barrel of a gun。 I made a guess。
〃What did Jean…Claude tell you to do？〃 It was amazing how many people were more afraid of Jean…Claude than of me。 I pointed the gun at the ceiling。
〃He said I was to be at your disposal； anything you want。 He said I was to make that very clear to you。〃
〃It's clear。 Now； get out。〃
He still hesitated。
I'd had enough。 〃Ernie； I am sitting here naked in a bed； and I don't know you。 Get out or I'm going to shoot you on principle。〃 I aimed the gun at him for dramatic emphasis。
Ernie ran for it； leaving the door open。 Great。 Now I had the choice of walking to the door naked and closing it； or draping a king…size sheet around me and stumbling to the door and closing it。 Sheet。 I was sitting on the edge of the bed； with the sheet in front of me and most of my backside not covered； gun still clutched in one hand； when Richard appeared in the doorway。
He was dressed in jeans； white T…shirt； jeans jacket； and white tennis shoes。 His hair foamed around his face in a mass of golden brown waves。 A claw had caught him across the face； leaving angry red welts that chased across the entire left side of his face。 The injury looked days old。 It had to have happened after I left last night。
He had my leather coat in one hand and the Browning in the other。 He just stood there in the doorway。
I sat on the bed。 Neither of us said anything。 I wasn't slick and sophisticated enough for this。 What do you say to boyfriend A when he finds you naked in the bed of boyfriend B？ Especially if boyfriend A turned into a monster the night before and ate someone。 I bet Miss Manners didn't cover this at all。
〃You slept with him； didn't you？〃 His voice was low； almost soft； as if he was trying very hard not to yell。
My gut tightened。 I was not ready for this fight。 I was armed； but I was naked。 I would have traded the gun for clothes in a hot second。
〃I would say it's not what it looks like； but it is。〃 My attempt at humor did not work。
He strode into the room like an approaching storm； his anger riding before him in a crackling wave。 The power poured over me and I wanted to scream。
〃Stop leaking all over me。〃
It stopped him； almost literally in midmotion。 〃What are you talking about？〃
〃Your power； aura； it's raining all over me。 Stop it。〃
〃Why？ Does it feel good？ Until you panicked last night； it felt good； didn't it？〃
I shoved the Firestar under the pillow and stood； clutching the sheet to me。 〃Yeah； it felt good until you shapeshifted on top of me。 I was covered in that clear gunk； thick with it。〃 The memory was new enough that I shuddered and looked away from him。
〃So you fucked Jean…Claude。 Oh； that makes perfect sense。〃
I looked at him and felt an answering anger。 If he wanted to fight； he'd e to the right place。 I held up my right hand。 It was covered in a wonderful multicolored bruise。 〃You did this when you knocked my gun away。〃
〃There'd been enough killing； Anita。 No one else had to die。〃
〃Do you really