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he suddenly looked very scary.
    “It’s okay. I’m fine.”
    “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    “Well, you were…you know…gone. Missing.”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “Not your fault.” She wondered where he’d been while she was here worrying and then later, grieving. “You won’t hurt him, will you?”
    “Who?”
    “Jeffrey.”
    “No. No, of course not.”
    “Oh, okay. It’s just your...you know…fangs…um…came down.”
    “Oh, yeah, they do that. Just ignore it. I try to.”
    She nodded and smiled.
    “So, are you okay? I mean with money.”
    “I get unemployment, but it’s not enough to live on and won’t last forever. I’m going through my savings pretty fast. I don’t know what to do about the Santa Barbara house. I don’t know how long I can pay the upkeep. I don’t want to sell it.”
    “Shit. I didn’t think of that. I mean, I didn’t realize you’d lost your job. You’ll need to pay the taxes on it too.” He seemed to be thinking of something before he went on. “I’ll see if I can figure something out.”
    “Okay.”
    He pulled her into his arms. “I’ve just had my head up my own ass since all this happened. I’m sorry.”
    “It’s okay, sweetie. I can’t even imagine what you’ve been dealing with. And I love that you left me the house. Honestly, I do.”
    “I’ll try to be a better boyfriend.”
    Her heart leapt at his words. He’s my boyfriend.
    He gave her a kiss and they settled back into the cushions as he turned the TV on without the remote. They watched part of an old movie snuggled together until she was climbing out of her skin with horniness. He was evidently feeling the same way, pressed into her hip.
    She was leaning back on his chest and she turned her head to give him a kiss. His fangs were also erect. As he kissed her, his hand slipped beneath her t-shirt and reached up to caress her breast. She turned a little more so she could touch him over his pants.
    Suddenly, he stopped and turned his head away from her.
    “This is so fucked up. So unfair to you,” he said.
    She sat up and faced him. He glanced at the TV and the volume was muted.
    “What are you talking about?” she asked.
    “I can’t…do this. I can’t do it right. I’m afraid to kiss you, touch you – I’m afraid I’ll bite. It’s so fucking hard.”
    “It’s okay. This is all new to us, sweetie. We’ll work it out. We’ll figure it out together.”
    “Yeah, while I get hand jobs and whatever else I need, you don’t get shit. It’s wrong. You should be with someone who gives you orgasms all night long. I can’t do it.”
    She took a deep breath. “Oh, is that all? God, don’t worry about that. I never come anyway.”
    He looked a little puzzled.
    “Well, I mean, I do, but just…you know…not with someone else in the room.”
    “Oh. Really?”
    “Well, yeah. I mean, it’s common for women. I’m not a freak or anything.”
    “Of course. I know. I just thought.…”
    “It’s not you, sweetie. I love making love with you.”
    “I knew you didn’t come that first weekend, but I just figured it was because we were so new. I thought we’d have time to sort it out. I’d learn your body – you know, how to please you.”
    “Well, you would have been the first.” She gave a little laugh, but he looked sad.
    “I’m sorry. Fuck, and now I can’t seem to do anything right.”
    “It’s okay.”
    She stood and took him by the hand, leading him into the bedroom. The TV turned off as he passed it.
    When they got on the bed, she began undressing him, kissing his cool hard flesh as she revealed it – his chest, his arms, his stomach. He stood and removed his clothing from the waist down. She watched him and his beauty took her breath away.
    She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled off her top and bra. He took a step closer and she kissed his erection and rubbed her face on the velvety skin, inspiring a low soft growl. She stood and removed her jeans and panties, and kissed