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Well if Alida sent him he’s probably safe.” Jess shifted in his arms. “All the same, you might want to question him about his motives in wanting to lead a den.”
     
    Hathen pressed his cheek to Jess’s, seeming to seek comfort in her warmth and knowledge.
     
    “ I’ll do that,” he sighed, adding, “As far as Clotilde’s brother, he may be out to drive us all insane! The man won’t stop whining about our sinful ways, and about how we’re corrupting his sister.” He cringed at the thought of Karl's on going wining. “I’ll be glad when he goes home.”
     
    “ Speaking of going home, I should make a move.” Even she didn't believe the words that just came out of her mouth. She was too far gone with lust, and Hathen could sense it.
     
    He smirked at her for a moment, before taking charge of the situation. “Let me show you how grateful I am for all your help” he whispered against her lips, before nibbling at them with pain free sharpness.
     
    This time Jess could not resist. She had been too strong for too long, and the limits of her humanity was starting to show.
     
    “ I want you” she accidentally thought aloud, as the last of her barriers seemed to fail her.
     
    This is all Hathen needed to hear. He moved in with a firm but gentle touch, setting her body alight with both pleasure and full body satisfaction.
     
    Unable to further put up a fight, Jess could only utter a few words. “Be gentle with me”, she requested to the vampire that now had total control over her immediate future.
     
    Kisses were exchanged and touches were placed, until their bodies were finally merged as one. Human and vampire, nakedly sharing each other in one of the most beautiful places in the world.
     
    This is the best night of my life.
     

Chapter 8
     
    In direct contrast to the night before, Jess enjoyed a full night of dreamless sleep that evening. A relaxing night, no doubt, brought on by the satisfying 'nightcap' she’d enjoyed in the arms of her vampire lover.
     
    Yet when she awoke the next morning, her mind was plagued by a shed load of unanswered questions. Queries that, while having no clear answer, she nonetheless felt compelled to consider.
     
    So she and Hathen had crossed the line, morphing quickly from friends and collaborators to lovers. Her mind told her this was a bad idea. Her heart and all other relevant body parts however, thought that everything was A-OK.
     
    “ So you went to bed with a gorgeous, strong, sensitive, and painfully easy to please man who seemed eager to fulfill your every fantasy.” A voice that sounded suspiciously like one belonging to Gail Towne, her dearest but perhaps most irritating friend, burst through the bounds of her already troubled mind. “And the problem is?”
     
    “ The problem is that we’re supposed to be working together, not sleeping together!” Jess said aloud; then stopped to ponder just how many of her neighbors had heard that bold, and perhaps inaccurate statement.
     
    After all, the explosive encounter she shared last night with Hathen was far too loving and intense to be classified as just sleeping together.
     
    For perhaps the first time in her life, Jess had made love.
     
    And it just had to be with some rogue immortal who plays an instrumental role in my current investigation . With a frustrated groan she buried her head in her pillow. Blast me!
     
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    The morning sun was no friend to Hathen Noble, who left his home to venture into the golden rays of poison. His home was a modest, self-made cottage nestled deep in the woods that bordered Nightingale Park. He cloaked himself completely in a long black cloak, which shielded and protected him from the ultraviolet light.
     
    I tell ya, the dude or lady who invents sunblock for vampires is sure to be set for life , he thinks, ducking into a roadside subway stall that would shelter him from the light of day.
     
    He found it odd that his few happy childhood memories all involved