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the concrete walls as it made its way toward the platform. A crowd of men and women dressed like they’d stepped out of an episode of Sex In The City sashayed past in search of God knows what.
    Andreas’s alert gaze searched the barrage of people who walked by in silk shirts and expensive designer jeans. He needed sustenance something fierce. So he picked out a willing volunteer in the crowd. She wore an emerald green halter dress and black patent leather heels. The slender column of her neck, exposed and pulsating.
    Her carotid artery was visible. It made his mouth water and his fangs to protrude involuntarily.
    Her flowing brown hair and eyes speckled with shards of green immediately captured his attention. She was the perfect little morsel to satisfy his hunger. The closer he got to her, the more Andreas’s need to feed gnawed at him.
    When she made eye contact, his power of persuasion put her under a spell. Within seconds, she stood in front of him and begged for whatever Andreas offered.
    “Good evening, beautiful.” Andreas’s smooth drawl flowed over the woman a second before he placed a delicate kiss to the inside of her wrist. Andreas sucked in a deep inhalation of air, as he took in his prey’s scent as he often did. The rich aroma of ginger and spice hit him. It somehow caused him to cringe. The sensation akin to raking one’s nail along a chalkboard.
    “Hey yourself, sexy.” The woman looked hungry, eager for a man’s attention. “Any plans for the evening? My friends and I are going clubbing, if you’d like to join us.”

    “I’m so sorry. I mistook you for someone else.” Andreas shook his head in apology as he averted her gaze. “If you’ll please excuse me.”
    As he walked along the tracks heading away from the train station, Andreas couldn’t help but think about the God damn huntress.
    Eva. Each time she was near, the unique flora scent of gardenias surrounded him. He craved that smell and quite honestly, no other woman would do. He’d managed to feed off of five different women over the last week, but still he couldn’t bring himself to sleep with any of them. Thoughts of Eva inundated his head. “Those stinking gardenias will be the death of me.” Andreas cursed himself under his breath as he jumped off the subway platform and followed the trail along the train tracks.
    Like most charming, charismatic vampires, Andreas had no problem finding dinner. He spotted a sweet, old homeless woman willing to make a blood donation. Her tattered grey overcoat and wide-brimmed hat covered the weathered features of her face. While her clothes looked worse for the wear, she was well-groomed and had recently bathed. All good news for a famished vampire. She smiled up at him, mesmerized by his impeccable gaze, and easily submitted to his demands. Andreas took his fill and left her intact, if not a bit lightheaded from loss of blood. Then he turned back toward the subway station. His sleek form moved stealthily in the darkness. The only sound, the tip-tap of Ferragamo loafers as his footsteps came into contact with the iron rails of the track.
    “Mr. Kristopolous, what a surprise!” A voice called to him. Its shadow lurked all around him. “I never figured you for the public transportation type.”
    The hairs on the back of his neck rose. He recognized that voice. “Ms. Sambucco, how nice to see you again. I’ve just come from dinner. Had I known you’d be in the neighborhood, I would have extended an invitation.”
    Eva snickered softly. “That’s very kind of you. But I’ve already eaten.” Her lilt voice dripped with sarcasm. She held her ground even as the vampire undressed her with his eyes.
    “Oh, on the contrary, my darling,” Andreas replied. “There’s always room for dessert. And you happen to be the most delectable treat I’ve come across in a very long time.” Then Andreas approached her. His gait bold and self-assured.
    With each step forward, she took another one back,