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office tomorrow.”
    “ Okay, drive safe.” Click.
    Glenn saw a flick of a
magnificent silver tail in the sky as the silver dragon receded into
the distance. Philomi must have told Harvey where he was, and Harvey
being Harvey had come and circled Kron's lair until he saw Glenn
drive out the gates in one piece. Under that retiring, unassuming
manner, Harvey was loyal, cool-headed and courageous. He was a good
CEO and a great friend.
    Glenn sped towards the city,
but he didn't want to go back to his silent, empty penthouse right
now.
    A crowded, pulsing blood bar
was where he needed to be right now. He needed to drink. Not think,
not feel, just—drink.
    He needed blood, but all he
could think of was her blood. The sweet, fair column of her
throat, the curve of her neck flowing into her round shoulders, her
inviting bosom...
    He could still see her
brilliant green eyes, eyes that held no tears but so much pain.
    With a growl, he shook her
image away. He couldn't even think straight right now. He needed to
check himself into a blood bar, stat.

CHAPTER
SIX

    Charlene followed him to the
front door and watched him leave, forcing her shaking knees to hold
up until she heard his car roar out of the gates. Once she knew that
Glenn had left Sideous Kron's compound, she turned and slumped onto
the sofa in front of the fireplace, all her bravado and belligerence
leached from her.
    She wanted to bury her head in
her hands, or throw something, preferably something expensive and
fragile. She glared at the row of snow globes on a shelf beside the
fireplace. Something wasn't quite right about these globes. For
one, the glass was dark and opaque, rather than transparent. Through
the dark glass, she could sense rather than see something trapped
within the globe. Unconsciously, she gulped and inched further away
from those dark globes. There was definitely something sinister
about those snow globes.
    Charlene closed her eyes and
recalled Glenn's tone and look of revulsion and contempt. Her
fingers curled into fists as her breathing quickened. Who was he to
judge her? He was a vampire, a blood drinker, and he was judging
her? Pot and kettle much? Even if he was a very handsome, very
intense, very hot pot, he still didn't have the right to look down on
her and revile her for being a blood demoness!
    And he had turned his back and
just walked out of her.
    To think that she had...liked
him. Well, it was a lot more than like really. She felt like she
belonged to him, with him, and that he was—the one. The one,
and only one, for her. Charlene gave herself a big mental kick in
the butt. There was no such thing as 'the one'. She wasn't a
giggling, starry-eyed young thing. Yet she was holding on to such
silly romantic illusions. The one. Yeah, right.
    But when she looked into his
eyes, she had seen something that was deep and real. The want, the
anger, the pain. His conflicted emotions had been raw and real. He
had walked away from her, yet she wanted to run to him, run straight
into his arms. That was where she belonged. In his arms, in his
bed...
    With a gasp, Charlene forced
her eyes open. The erotic image of their entwined, writhing bodies
sent a rush of heat down her body. She blinked hard but still the
image of her in Glenn Constantine's bed refused to dislodge from her
mind. She could see their bodies joined as one, moving against each
other, holding and clinging to each other as their fangs pierced into
each other's necks...
    Charlene's hands flew to her
throat. Her heart was beating so fast, and she felt so hot, and so
wet between her thighs. From what she saw in her mind, she knew,
without a doubt, that taking Glenn's blood would be a very intimate,
pleasurable act. When she fed from her victims, she had taken their
blood by force. It was an act of necessity, violence and
retribution. But with Glenn, it would be so different. It wouldn't
be just feeding. Blood and sex were inextricably, intimately linked.
They would be connected and bound