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grab something to eat. Want to go?”
                  I shook my head. “No. I'll stay out here for a little bit longer. But I'll join you soon.”
                  “Okay.” She came off the ledge and walked back inside the club.
                  Josef came up to where Janel sat with his back turned to the ledge and his arms crossed against his chest. “Look who made a friend,” he whispered sarcastically.
                  I couldn't help but smile as I playfully responded, “Believe it or not, I can be friendly, Sir.”
                  He looked at me sideways with a corner of a lip raised. “Did Artie tell you to call me 'Sir'?”
                  “No, I just prefer it to 'Mr. Constane'. Which is too long for me to say and a waste a breathe,” I said as a matter-of-factly.
                  He licked his lips and nodded once. “Okay.”
                  I pursed my lips to stop me from grinning like a fool. “You look very handsome tonight, by the way.” He always did. For one, he filled out his shirts well. His sandy-blonde hair went well against his melting chocolate eyes. But it was his confident and dominant presence that rounded out it his drool-worthy aura.
                  He was taken a back by the comment. But quickly smiled though slightly embarrassed, “Thank you.”
                  “Have you had it with tonight?” I gestured towards the club.
                  “It's not something I enjoy. Artie usually plans stuff like this and I just go along.”
                  “It's not really my scene either.”
                  He looked at me mockingly, “You don't say?”
                  I shook my head and looked over the garden again.
                  “What is your scene?” He looked genuinely interested.
                  I shrugged. “I don't know. I don't really have one, I guess. We never left Richmond and there's not much to do here.” I eyed him, trying to figure out if I can tease him without stepping over boundaries. “But generally, I like to stay home, read, and cuddle in bed.”
                  “Sounds exciting.” His eyes were bright with amusement. “Especially the cuddling part.” He ran a hand through his hair which made me extremely jealous; I would have liked to do it for him.“Sorry about the book recommendation, by the way.” He was trying not to laugh.
                  I shook my head, pretending to scold him. “You're not sorry. And it was very inappropriate.”
                  “Blame it on the topic of the assignment. Sex in British literature can be quite kinky.”
                  I rolled my eyes and looked down. He was right but I didn't let him have the benefit of the doubt. He cleared his throat loudly and I looked up immediately. But now I was irritated. “You can't expect me to break a habit so easily. And you certainly can't expect me to always look at you. Maybe there is something I don't want you to see.” I knew vampires could read minds and I was always cautious about looking right at them. The general rule humans lived by was to never look vampires straight in the eye for a long period of time; it's their access to read you. To be honest, I never fully trusted Artie either.
                  His look was indifferent with his lips pressed tight. He turned with his front towards me and his side leaning on the ledge. He slowly uncrossed his arms and put his hands in his front pant pockets. “You think I don't want to see your cheeks turn rosy because something made you nervous?”
                  “Wow. Nothing gets passed you, huh?” I laughed sarcastically, though inside I felt sick.
                  He studied my face for a while before he began to speak again, “you find fault in