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partner. Skye, this is Beverly Reynolds, my
personal concierge here at Back Bay Tower.”
    Does she know we are vampires ? I asked
him silently as I nodded to her.
    “Yes, cion ,” Archer chuckled. “She
knows we are vampires.”
    “That’s correct,” Beverly smiled tightly at
me. It seemed that her warmth was strictly reserved for Archer and
that did not make me happy; it made me suspicious. I decided to tap
into my powers of empathy and quickly scanned her emotions.
Jealousy and longing were pouring off her so strongly that I was
shocked I hadn’t picked it up as soon as she walked through the
door. I briefly wondered if my powers were finally starting to fade
before putting the thought aside and bringing my full attention
back to her. The woman’s feelings were very telling. They told me
that she and Archer had either previously had some sort of
relationship or she desperately wanted one. Regardless I was not
happy about my findings. Vampires tended to be territorial and I
most certainly was where Archer was concerned. He was mine.
    “Well, Beverly, I’m glad I stuck around to
meet you,” I said, my tone sugar sweet, as my anger started to
build. I picked up a sudden spike of worry coming from Archer as I
stepped toward her. I felt my eyes flicker black as Beverly’s grew
wide with shock.
    “Uh, Ms. Reynolds,” Archer said quickly as he
grabbed me around the waist and pulled me a good ten feet away.
“Before we get into business, I’d appreciate it if you’d call the
agency and have a donor sent up please? My companion is not herself
at the moment.”
    “Yes I am,” I smiled widely at her, showing
my fangs. “I was just going to shake her hand, baby.”
    “My arse, you were,” Archer growled lowly in
my ear from behind as he pinched my bottom hard. “Control your
emotions. We’ll talk about whatever the hell is upsetting you after
you feed.”
    I narrowed my eyes at the stock-still Beverly
as I let his words sink in. “Anything you say, dear,” I smiled and
winked at her before turning around in Archer’s arms and letting
him see my eyes. “I want Latin for dinner; someone handsome who
doesn’t smoke.”
    Leaning up on my tiptoes, I fisted Archer’s
hair in my hands and ran my tongue across his bottom lip,
requesting access. Archer tried not to respond, but after a second
he opened his mouth and kissed me with a heat that was normally
reserved for the bedroom. Instead of me making a point with the
kiss, he made one of his own. It told me that I was the only woman
for him and to stop trippin’.
    When he withdrew, I was breathing heavily and
my eyes were back to their normal, colorless state. “Familiarize
yourself with the house, love,” he grinned sexily down at me. “I’ll
come find you in a few minutes. Love you.”
    “Love you, too,” I melted as I cupped his
cheek tenderly. I turned around and smiled over at our guest as I
walked toward the hall. “Better make that two Latin hotties,
Beverly. I’m going to need all my strength for tonight.” Her eyes
narrowed marginally at me before I turned and headed down the
hallway.
    Archer’s penthouse was massive, and that’s
putting it mildly. The house had eight bedrooms, six bathrooms, two
offices, a gym, a media room, and a game room, and all featured
floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out onto the city of Boston or
the bay.
    One of the larger rooms I went into was
obviously Jameson’s room. He had an acoustic and electric guitar
sitting on stands in one corner and the room smelled heavily of
him. I peeked into his closet and ran my fingers over the numerous
concert t-shirts and jeans he kept in there. My heart instantly
ached for the friend I had lost. I loved Jameson and wished more
than anything that I hadn’t messed everything up so bad when I
broke up with him. He was my brother now, my family, and I
desperately needed him to be a part of my immortal life.
    I closed the closet door and left his room
before the tears that were