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“Thank God.” She peered down at her pet with a perplexed look. “Poor baby. She must have worn herself out.”
Abigail watched silently from the doorway, her gaze darting back and forth between the limp dog and the mystery man. A strange thought seeped into her mind, that somehow he had shut the dog up and caused her to fall asleep. She opened her mouth to question him, but then his gaze shifted to her.
And she forgot how to talk.
She’d almost fainted before from seeing him at a distance. Now that he was close, she could hardly think. Hardly breathe. Her heart pounded, and her mouth grew dry. She licked her lips, and his gaze flickered to her mouth, then back to her eyes.
His eyes were green, she noted. A grayish-green that reminded her of green moors shrouded with mist. Beautiful, but mysterious. And potentially dangerous.
He inclined his head, never taking his eyes off her. “How do you do? I’m Gregori Holstein.”
Gregori? He pronounced his name in an Eastern European fashion, but his accent seemed American. Abigail bit her bottom lip, not certain how to proceed with him. Could he possibly possess some sort of strange psychic power?
“I’m Madison.” Her sister scrambled to her feet, cradling Dolly to her chest and apparently unaware that Mr. Holstein had not been talking to her. “Josh, would you be a dear and fetch the dog bag?”
Josh glanced at the other two guards, then strode from the room to do Madison’s bidding.
Abigail eased into the room. It was decorated in typical White House fashion: uncomfortable chairs grouped around antique tables, expensive draperies, paintings and ornate mirrors on the walls. She looked about nervously, pretending not to notice that the mystery man was still staring at her. But she was aware. Skin-tingling aware.
Madison eyed him curiously. “Did you say your last name is Holstein?”
“Yes.” His gaze flicked to her, then back to Abigail.
Madison sidled close to her sister and whispered, “He can’t be one of them. No self-respecting vampire would ever be named after a cow.”
He grinned.
Good Lord, his smile . Abigail’s pulse jumped into warp speed, but then she blinked and narrowed her eyes. His canine teeth looked very pointed. And his hearing was extremely good. “You—you saw us on the balcony?”
He nodded, his eyes twinkling with humor. “The next time you try to hide in the shadows, you should take off the white lab coat.”
Oh, of course . Her cheeks grew warm. That was how he’d managed to see her. Although she could have sworn he’d been looking at her face.
“Are you a doctor?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“You are too,” Madison whispered, then raised her voice. “She has a Ph.D. in biochemistry.”
His eyebrows lifted slightly.
Abigail couldn’t tell if he was surprised or impressed, but he was certainly watching her closely. That alone was enough to make her pulse jump to warp speed six. “You seem to have excellent vision and hearing.”
The corner of his mouth curled up just enough to show a dimple. “How kind of you to notice.”
“Excuse us a moment, please.” Abigail pulled her sister outside the door and glanced back at him. He turned politely away to study a painting, presenting her once more with a devastating view of his profile. Good Lord. No man should be that handsome.
“Do you realize he fits every item on your checklist?” she whispered to Madison. “Expensive taste, pale skin, extremely attractive?” She spotted his grin once again. Blast him! “His sense of hearing is downright scary.”
Madison sighed. “I can see where you’re going, but that guy’s not a vampire. He doesn’t sparkle. And he didn’t fly here as a bat.”
He turned toward them, chuckling, and Abigail ignored his dimples to zero in on his canines. His extra-sharp and pointed canines.
He squelched his smile.
Interesting . She strode back into the room. “There’s a rumor going about that the Undead will be
Abigail watched silently from the doorway, her gaze darting back and forth between the limp dog and the mystery man. A strange thought seeped into her mind, that somehow he had shut the dog up and caused her to fall asleep. She opened her mouth to question him, but then his gaze shifted to her.
And she forgot how to talk.
She’d almost fainted before from seeing him at a distance. Now that he was close, she could hardly think. Hardly breathe. Her heart pounded, and her mouth grew dry. She licked her lips, and his gaze flickered to her mouth, then back to her eyes.
His eyes were green, she noted. A grayish-green that reminded her of green moors shrouded with mist. Beautiful, but mysterious. And potentially dangerous.
He inclined his head, never taking his eyes off her. “How do you do? I’m Gregori Holstein.”
Gregori? He pronounced his name in an Eastern European fashion, but his accent seemed American. Abigail bit her bottom lip, not certain how to proceed with him. Could he possibly possess some sort of strange psychic power?
“I’m Madison.” Her sister scrambled to her feet, cradling Dolly to her chest and apparently unaware that Mr. Holstein had not been talking to her. “Josh, would you be a dear and fetch the dog bag?”
Josh glanced at the other two guards, then strode from the room to do Madison’s bidding.
Abigail eased into the room. It was decorated in typical White House fashion: uncomfortable chairs grouped around antique tables, expensive draperies, paintings and ornate mirrors on the walls. She looked about nervously, pretending not to notice that the mystery man was still staring at her. But she was aware. Skin-tingling aware.
Madison eyed him curiously. “Did you say your last name is Holstein?”
“Yes.” His gaze flicked to her, then back to Abigail.
Madison sidled close to her sister and whispered, “He can’t be one of them. No self-respecting vampire would ever be named after a cow.”
He grinned.
Good Lord, his smile . Abigail’s pulse jumped into warp speed, but then she blinked and narrowed her eyes. His canine teeth looked very pointed. And his hearing was extremely good. “You—you saw us on the balcony?”
He nodded, his eyes twinkling with humor. “The next time you try to hide in the shadows, you should take off the white lab coat.”
Oh, of course . Her cheeks grew warm. That was how he’d managed to see her. Although she could have sworn he’d been looking at her face.
“Are you a doctor?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“You are too,” Madison whispered, then raised her voice. “She has a Ph.D. in biochemistry.”
His eyebrows lifted slightly.
Abigail couldn’t tell if he was surprised or impressed, but he was certainly watching her closely. That alone was enough to make her pulse jump to warp speed six. “You seem to have excellent vision and hearing.”
The corner of his mouth curled up just enough to show a dimple. “How kind of you to notice.”
“Excuse us a moment, please.” Abigail pulled her sister outside the door and glanced back at him. He turned politely away to study a painting, presenting her once more with a devastating view of his profile. Good Lord. No man should be that handsome.
“Do you realize he fits every item on your checklist?” she whispered to Madison. “Expensive taste, pale skin, extremely attractive?” She spotted his grin once again. Blast him! “His sense of hearing is downright scary.”
Madison sighed. “I can see where you’re going, but that guy’s not a vampire. He doesn’t sparkle. And he didn’t fly here as a bat.”
He turned toward them, chuckling, and Abigail ignored his dimples to zero in on his canines. His extra-sharp and pointed canines.
He squelched his smile.
Interesting . She strode back into the room. “There’s a rumor going about that the Undead will be
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