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ran wild, igniting the wolf inside of me. The hair prickled on the back of my neck. I could almost sense the thrill of the hunt.
    “Yes, I was there,” he stated firmly. There was no change in his expression. “They were hunting you. I had been following them. Lance and I killed three on the other side of the ridge. At first, we thought they were fleeing from us. I soon realized their attention was somewhere else. I followed them. Lance stayed behind. I caught your scent and immediately followed the two who split from the pack. “
    “So you watched as we fought them?”
    “Yes.”
    “And you didn‟t help us?” I was astonished.
    “It appeared to me you didn‟t need my help.” Tag.
    Again, I rested back in my chair. My fingers drummed lightly on the armrests. I wasn‟t sure how to take Richard at this point. What if I did need his help? Was he waiting for me to be mortally injured before he stepped in? Worse yet, would he have waited for Daniel to be killed?
    I watched his expressionless face turn back to the book in his hand. The pale fingers flipped through a few more pages. He stopped. Apparently, a specific passage caught his attention. The thrill of the hunt escaped me, replaced by my annoyance with his distraction.
    “So what‟s up at Fort Mountain? Why were they there?” My voice was controlled.
    “I was hoping you could tell me. It appears they were searching for something. I thought you might have an idea about this.”
    “Nothing, I haven‟t a clue.” I was rather exasperated.
    Richard‟s eyes lifted from the book. He carefully studied my face, then closed the book and replaced it on the shelf.
    “Really, I do not understand where these authors acquire their information on vampires.” He turned to me again.
    “Richard, you should know by now, a book is simply the imagination of the author.”
    “Yes, I suppose you are correct. However, I must say I am a little disappointed.
    Long and pointed fangs? Really.” He humorously snorted.
    “Well, I suppose you could write one in better form. I mean, after all, you are a vampire. You have, shall we say, firsthand experience,” I challenged.
    “Ah, yes. Right again.” He took a few steps toward the desk. “Let me give this a little thought.” He placed his right index finger across his lips.
    Somewhere in the back of my mind, I feared the moment to come. Again, Richard accepted this challenge and in some small way, I knew better than to challenge him. I couldn‟t help myself. Richard was just the kind of beautiful creation a woman couldn‟t resist. There was no way I could retract my words. When his lips twitched, fighting back a smile, I knew I was in trouble.
    “Hmm,” he purred. “Let‟s see how this would work. A beautiful, yet strong, female…” Pausing only for a moment, he contemplated his plot. “Who comes into contact with a handsome, seductive and passionate vampire.” His right eyebrow rose slightly.

    “And?” I gestured, pretending to be interested in his story. My heart raced, my hands beaded with moisture.
    “She‟s captivated by his charm,” he softly purred. “And very curious about his seductive nature.” The words rolled off his tongue with such finesse. It was barely believable how such a man‟s words could draw someone in as deeply as he drew me to him.
    “I see. Exactly how is she so curious about his seductive nature when they just met?” I couldn‟t help myself at this point. The hunt was on.
    I actually wondered how far he would take this little game. It seemed like a game worth winning. A sly grin crossed his face. The expression on his face read “Welcome to my web, said the spider to the fly.”
    “Well,” he moved closer to me. Richard had the sexiest walk I had ever seen. He moved and walked like a man of confidence. Sturdy and strong. Determined and virile.
    Very virile. He moved behind my chair. “He was drawn to her scent.” Richard leaned closer to me. His face slowly moved to my neck.