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city and not back on a farm in Michigan.
    She rushed past the mirror to the doorway. For all she knew, if Nicolas got very impatient, he could break down the invisible barrier that kept him out of her apartment.
    As she walked through the doorway, he moved out of her way. After she had her door securely locked, they went out onto the street together.
    He didn’t pull her along as he had the night before. They walked together as though they were friends, or coworkers. It was also a noticeably uninterrupted walk. People seemed to move out of his way, as though they knew they should keep their distance. When Anna walked to work, she ducked and weaved around people. Nicolas wasn’t the ducking and weaving type.
    Anna noticed a few women’s eyes seemed to follow him as he walked by. Some were appreciative, while others were downright lustful. One very tall blonde with an exceptionally short skirt stopped for the sole purpose of watching his backside as he walked away.
    Anna couldn’t help but chuckle. “Is it always like this for you?”
    “Like what?”
    She motioned to the street around them. “All the guys running out of your way and all the women wishing they could get in it?”
    Nicolas looked around them at the spectacle he was making. “I guess I don’t pay attention.”
    She shook her head. “You’re such a liar. I happen to know you enjoy making people feel uncomfortable.”
    “Is that how I make you feel? Uncomfortable?” he asked.
    “Don’t play innocent. You do it on purpose.”
    He didn’t deny it. “Do we really have to get coffee ?” He said the word as if it left a bad taste in his mouth.
    “I guess we don’t have to. Do you have any better ideas of where we can talk?”
    “There are a lot of bars I go to, and any one of them would be better than getting coffee .”
    “Stop saying it like that. Obviously, because of the whole vampire thing, you have never had a seven a.m. class. On those days, coffee is my salvation. I think I might actually die without my coffee some mornings.”
    “You’re a student? That’s so darn cute,” he said with a sardonic smirk.
    “As a matter of fact, I’m also a teacher,” she said. Cute my ass .
    “Teach? Who do you teach?”
    “I teach intro English classes,” Anna said proudly.
    “You teach college freshman? You’re no older than a college freshman.”
    She let out an annoyed sigh. She’d been confused with a student on more than one occasion. “No matter what I look like, I know a lot more about writing and literature than most centuries-old vam—” She cut off before she said the word in the middle of the populated street.
    Nicolas steered her toward a dark and ominous-looking door. “Where are we?” she asked.
    “Somewhere we can get my kind of drink.” He led her into what turned out to be a bar. And not a very nice-looking one. Nicolas wasn’t the biggest man in the room, and everyone seemed to stare right at her.
    As with most bars, the lighting was bad, but there was no loud blaring music as there normally was at the places Anna would go to with friends on the few occasions she actually went out.
    The place wasn’t very busy, but a few booths and barstools were occupied and some patrons played a game of pool.
    Nicolas walked in front of Anna and led her to an empty booth. The one next to it had two men sitting together and talking. When Nicolas sat down, the two men immediately got up and walked to another booth.
    Anna’s eyes followed them as they left. “That was rude. What did you do to piss them off? As infuriating as you can be, I didn’t think that even you could provoke someone that quickly.”
    “They are loyal to the one we both seek,” he said.
    “The one we both—oh. The one whose name shall apparently not be spoken?” she asked.
    “Yep. That’s the one.”
    “But what does that have to do with them walking away from you?”
    “Well, you remember that he wanted me dead, right?” Anna nodded. “Well, anyone