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were out.”
    “No, I didn’t,” said Donte.
    “Have you…since then?”
    Donte raised his eyebrows.
    “How often do you need—”
    “Often, if I don’t want to take too much from someone. What are you really asking me?”
    “I—” Adin stepped closer to Donte in one easy move, kicking his legs apart and sliding between them. He put one arm around Donte’s waist along his spine, and one on his neck, pressing Donte’s beautiful face into the junction of his own neck and shoulder. “Here,” Adin whispered into Donte’s ear. “Take what you need.”
    Donte froze. “Why are you doing this?”
    “Donte.” Adin pulled him in.
    “No, I need to understand why you would offer yourself to me.”
    “I’m sorry,” Adin said into the skin on the side of Donte’s face. “I didn’t understand. I decided to read a little of—”
    “Christus, Adin.” Donte put his forehead against Adin’s. “You decide to offer your neck to a hungry vampire out of pity? How does the race survive?”
    “Not pity.”
    “What then, caro? What, if not pity?”
    “Regret? Compassion? I don’t know, Donte. I just wanted to—” Adin pursed his lips. “I want to. Take it or leave it. Your food’s getting cold.”
    Donte laughed. “Of course I’ll take it. Don’t be afraid, più amato.” Donte wound his arms around Adin’s body to clutch at his ass cheeks as he lifted him up. Adin wound his legs around Donte’s waist as he struck.
    Adin groaned as searing pain and pleasure burrowed deep within his skin. There it was again—the erotic thrill of being devoured by this man. Adin hadn’t mistaken it. Donte was suckling at the wound on his neck, lapping at the blood as he crushed Adin’s smaller body into the window. For the second time in twenty-four hours, Adin came in his trousers, completely taken by surprise.
    Donte licked the wound on Adin’s neck to seal it. “Thank you.”
    Adin said nothing.
    “Invite me in, Adin.” Donte rocked Adin’s light body gently, swaying with the minuscule motion of the elevator.
    “You know I can’t.”
    “I know you won’t,” Donte complained.
    “It’s not mine to give back to you, Donte. It doesn’t belong to me. I’m a courier.”
    “What will you feel when I take it from you?” Donte asked grimly. “Because make no mistake, I will.”
    “I understand.”
    “Do you? Or do you hope that by giving me scraps of your misguided affection like a trail of breadcrumbs, you will distract me from my purpose? Please don’t underestimate me, più amato. I have no wish to betray your trust.”
    “Don’t worry—” Adin sighed “—and don’t make the assumption that I trust you.”
    “You offered me your neck. Your very life. Yet you keep my journal from me and make us adversaries.”
    “My life is mine, Donte, and all that I can give you.”
    Donte hissed at him, then kissed him like he meant business.
    Adin watched the floor numbers light up. “I’m on seventeen.”
    He’d gotten a little faint from the loss of blood again and knew he had to get to his room, without Donte, to lie down.
    He left the elevator without a backward glance, assuming fatalistically that if Donte had a trick up his sleeve, he wouldn’t stand a chance anyway. In the end, he keyed his way into his room alone and fell into his bed for a dreamless sleep.

Chapter Five
    Adin groped for the ringing phone.
    “Yes? Tredeger here,” he murmured around an eye-exploding headache.
    “Oddball? Where are you?” asked Deana. “I’m at Greengrass. You’re late.”
    “Oh, hell…” Adin picked up one of his watches from the nightstand. “I’m so sorry. I couldn’t sleep…jet-lagged…and then I started translating the journal.”
    “You stood me up for porn?” she asked incredulously.
    “It isn’t porn,” he snapped, more harshly than he’d intended.
    “Okay…”
    “Look, stay where you are. I’ll be there as soon as I can. Shop for a few minutes. What’s not to love? You’re in