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features and his bodygrew taut with irritation. Meghan wondered at his anger, but then Blake quickly added, “No joke, Ryder. Diana has the kind of experience we need around here.”
    Diego surged forward and got right into Blake’s face. “There is no ‘we’ around here. It’s us and you.”
    â€œRight. Sorry, mate. Forgot I’m just the hired help, but thanks for setting me straight. Seeing that you don’t need me anymore…” He shot her a quick, pained look before sauntering off with a cocky bounce in his step, but she recognized he was forcing it for the benefit of the two older vampires.
    As he neared the door, he tossed out over his shoulder, “I’m feeling a might peckish. I’m going to go grab a bite somewhere that understands our kind.”
    With that he surged out the door and was gone from sight even before the door could close behind him.
    Meghan advanced on Diego as soon as Blake had vanished into the night. She didn’t much care for Blake, but she also didn’t like to see anyone abused. “That was mean.”
    He arched one tawny brow. “Mean? He’s lucky I didn’t rip his throat out when—”
    â€œHe gave up Esperanza to that scientist creep? You seem to forget that I was the one who gave that creep the info about your lair and that Blake was the one who helped save us.”
    Shoving her hands onto her hips, she pivoted to face Ryder. “And what’s so crazy about his suggestion that Diana help us? She is Little Miss Save the World, isn’t she?”
    Ryder’s stance grew even more rigid. Nearly everymuscle in his body tightened and from the slight bleed of neon vamp color into his eyes, she realized he was royally pissed off. With a low growl in his voice from the emerging vampire, he said, “Diana is…She doesn’t need the pressure of this right now.”
    Did he think that she couldn’t physically handle the strain? Meghan thought.
    Facing the two men, arms still akimbo, she asked, “So we’ve got three dead vampires and an Evil Energizer Bunny running around, according to Blake. What do you suppose we should do about that?”
    Diego quickly answered, “Ryder and I will consider what we should do next.”
    She was being dismissed. It didn’t sit any better with her than it had with Blake. “I understand, Diego. It’s you and then it’s just me.”
    She didn’t wait for his reply. She was a mite peckish too, she thought with a chuckle, and sped out the door into the night.

Chapter 8
    N ormally Meghan would feed once she got back to the posh Upper West Side apartment Diego had loaned her after he had moved to his lover’s downtown digs. While under his protection in her early vampire years, Meghan had lived in one of his guest rooms, but with his absence, he had given her full run of the place and was generous enough to still occasionally stock the fridge there with a fresh supply of blood bags.
    She had no desire to feed alone tonight.
    The sense of satisfaction she had felt in the kitchen earlier had fled, giving rise to the sadness that had lurked there as well.
    Sadness about the undead state of her life and the loneliness that came with it. Vampires didn’t normally form many close relationships. She was lucky to havefallen in with those who did, although even then the friendships were inevitably tinged with power struggles. It was just a vampire’s way.
    Much like it was a vampire’s way to hunt and feed.
    She didn’t much care for it. Hated it, in fact. So instead she chose to visit the Blood Bank for a nip of something fresher, as she suspected Blake had done.
    As she flashed some fang to the bouncer at the door and strolled into the club, she realized that little had changed in the years since her last visit. She then realized Blake was sitting at the same spot where she had first seen him: at the end of the bar, his