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said, ‘You’re not my type.’ I said, ‘So becoming a vampire is a sex thing?’ and he said ‘yes.’”
    â€œSo just on the basis of some kid’s testimony, we’re going to kidnap a vampire and force him to go to bed with my agent?” Avery grimaced. “Oh, she’s going to just love this.”
    â€œI suspect the idea will grow on her.” Parker smirked. “Champion’s got a way with women.”
    â€œAssuming he cooperates.”
    â€œOh, he’ll cooperate. Once we get him locked up, he won’t have a choice.”
    â€œYeah, right.” He snorted. “So why have I got this mental image of myself on CNN, saying, ‘I’m sorry, Senator, I do not recall.’”
    Parker shrugged. “One way or another, Avery, we’ve both got our orders.” Suddenly he lifted his head, an arrested expression crossing his face. “And I think that’s my cue.”
    â€œWhat’s your cue?” Avery demanded as the FBI agent swung open the driver’s door and got out. “Parker, what the hell are you doing?”
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    Reece cradled Erin in his arms, licking delicately at the small wounds he’d left in her throat. Now that he’d finished drinking from her, healing agents flooded his saliva, giving it a brassy taste. By morning, the marks of his fangs would have faded until she’d probably mistake them for mosquito bites.
    He just needed to keep her away from mirrors in the meantime.
    She moaned and stirred against him, a limp, warm weight in his arms. He’d taken no more than a cup from her, not enough for her to even notice. Still, he could sense she felt dazed and weak from the intensity of their passion.
    So did he.
    â€œOh, God,” Erin groaned softly against his chest. “You’re lucky the word hasn’t gotten around about you.”
    He stiffened. “Oh?”
    She coiled her arms around him. “Yeah,” she said sleepily. “Women would be raping you in the street.”
    Reece grinned and cuddled her, enjoying the way she lay over him like a sleepy kitten. “Glad you approve, milady.”
    â€œApprove? You could say that.” She yawned. “You could also say Hurricane Hugo was a storm. It’s true, but the term doesn’t quite capture the full effect.”
    He laughed, thinking again how damn much he liked her. Her wit and intelligence were every bit as appealing as that lush little body.
    It was a damn shame he’d never see her again.
    Maybe he could mention her to the Majae’s Council. She’d make a worthy addition to the ranks. And then he could…
    Suddenly the wind shifted. Reece stiffened at the scent it carried before pushing Erin off him and onto the comforter. Naked, a snarl curling his lips, he sprang to his feet.
    â€œWhoa, there, big guy.” A man stepped from the shadows of a hedge. As Reece whirled on him and prepared to leap, he flipped open a badge case. “Steven Parker, FBI.”
    As Reece stopped short, a tall black man hurried up to join the blond, his expression harried. “Parker, what the hell are you doing?” The hissed whisper carried clearly to Reece’s vampire ears.
    Parker jerked a thumb at the other man. “Agent James Avery with the Office of Foreign Analysis.”
    The Outfit. Reece’s frown deepened. He’d heard of it. A very small counter-terrorist agency loosely connected to the FBI, specializing in black ops.
    But what the hell were they doing here?
    Quickly he stooped to pick up his pants, aware that Erin had flipped the comforter over herself and was trying to dress under its concealment. He could almost feel the heat of her furious embarrassment from where he stood. “This isn’t a good time, gentleman. What do you want?”
    â€œJust trying to confirm a theory,” Parker said, smiling easily as he strolled across the lawn toward them. “Even though you