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his roller again. As he dipped it in the paint, coating it, his voice was a little stern. "Isn’t that what you’re supposed to be doing today?"
    "No." Making a sour face, Addison approached him. "I’m sick today."
    "I can see that." Josh forced a sigh, putting the roller on the wall and making long, sweeping strokes with it. "So…who’s the guy?"
    Addison didn’t respond, she just watched Josh paint, her eyes following his roller as it scaled up and down the wall slowly.
    "Huh?" Josh looked over at her briefly then back at what he was doing. "Addison? Answer me. Who’s the guy?"
    Addison crossed her arms over her chest, the blanket bouncing a little as it draped over her forearms. "Master Vallore ."
    "Ha!" Josh faced her as he coated his roller again, "Then you’re definitely getting the axe on the next round."
    "Why do you say that?" Addison dipped her finger in the dark red paint in the pan, turning her finger around as she watched it drip down. The sight made her lick her lips involuntarily, Addison’s attention absorbed until Josh's voice made her turn back to him.
    "Because…" Josh’s voice was friendly as he spoke, his back to her as he worked. "He’s the one that makes vampires. If he bites you twice than you become an elite, and he doesn’t want that. Elites happen on purpose, not by accident—and both of us, Addy —we aren’t elite material."
    " Really ?" Addison chuckled as she took a towel out of Josh’s pants and wiped the paint off her finger.
    Josh spun around, taking the cloth from her and putting it back in his jean pocket. " Yes , really." Putting his hands on her shoulders, his face took on a more concerned expression, "Why don’t you pick a safer vampire to mess around with, like a scavenger or something. Someone who won't kill you when they're through with you.
    “You've never been mixed up with the elites before. Sure, they're sexy, and all you ladies think it'd be the most romantic thing in the world to be with them, but their lust isn't like Carl's. They don't see drinking blood as a kinky pastime that gets ’ em off with only a few nips here and there. Messin ' around with them is serious shit, Addison. Don't do it."
    Addison’s lip started to tremble, a strange feeling coming over her now that she was so close to Josh. Addison looked away from him and pressing her lips together firmly, she tried to push it away.
    "Hey now." Josh chuckled taking her reaction as similar to other women he had seen that lusted after the elites, not knowing his sister was now one of them. He didn’t know how desperately she was trying not to jump him for a taste of his blood. "You’re my sister. I don’t want you to get hurt." He touched her face and tried to turn it toward him, but Addison’s reaction took him by surprise. "I—"
    "Don’t touch me!" Covering her mouth, Addison ripped off his hand, quickly jumping back a few steps.
    Addison’s body shook uncontrollably as she fell to her knees. Breathing heavily, she held a shaky hand to her lips and the other tightly to her stomach. Suddenly, the urge to attack her brother was so strong it terrified her, making her feel like a monster. She began to cry, giant sobs escaping her as she tried to fight back the feeling.
    "Holy shit!" Taking a step back, Josh’s jaw almost hit the floor, and his hands drew up to his chest quickly in surprise. "You’re not a donor—you’re one of them, aren’t you?" He had seen that look before in a vampire’s eyes. It wasn’t the longing look of a scavenger, but the hungry one of the Master’s bloodthirsty elites. "Addison—are you all right?"
    Sliding down when she could no longer support her weight, Addison’s butt hit the white canvas cover, her knees spreading apart as she covered her face.
    Nicolette and Brandon appeared behind Addison. Like an over protective father, Brandon stood with his arms folded angrily over his chest as he glared at Josh. Josh took a few steps back, his fearful eyes never