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was whispered into her ear and felt as much like a viper’s sting as a lover’s caress.
                  “You are deranged. First you try to rip my throat out and then you show up a few nights later gifting expensive tequila and threats of dismemberment at a Chelsea bar. Now you’re offering me a dessert-wine sent via my grandfather in an attempt to make a suitable match between the two of us!”
                  The absurdity of it all left Cara bordering on the precipice of hysteria. She inhaled and then exhaled on a long breath attempting to calm herself. Intuition told her she could not afford to have anything but a level head when dealing with this vampire. He may have been trying to bring about her untimely death during their first encounter, but since then his actions had been less about her demise and more about mentally unhinging her. The ploy with the tequila, cornering her at the bar, moving into her grandparents’ building and showing up at their place for dinner, it all pointed to him attempting to disconcert her. His actions told her he wanted something from her and that something hinged on her losing control. Cara had no clue what that something was or why his motives would have changed between their initial encounter and now. Cara did know that whatever it was, if the Dark Prince wanted it, she would damn well do everything in her power to find out what it was and never let him have it.
                  Aiden placed the glass of wine he held next to them on the banister and rested his arms on either side of Cara. His voice dropped a seductive octave lower as he closed his arms around her. Despite feeling as if she were trapped in a steel cage, Cara felt a reflexive shudder rising to the surface and fought hard to suppress it.
                  “Do you wonder why you are not dead? How you, a mere human, managed to hold your own against me when the most powerful vampires cannot? Are you not the least bit curious as to how you accomplished such a feat?” As Aiden whispered intimately into her ear his lips brushed against its lobe.
                  Cara silently cursed the involuntary and hotly feminine reaction it caused. “Maybe I got lucky. Or maybe Your Darkness is not as infallible as he thinks he is.” The words came out a little more breathy and a lot less snarky than Cara intended.
                  “I do not believe in luck. And I am just as infallible as ever.” Aiden pressed the rigid length of himself into her backside.
                  This time she was helpless to stop the shudder it elicited and a low moan escaped her lips. Visions of Aiden posturing her over the balcony’s ledge and gripping her hips while driving the hardened length she felt straight to her core danced before her eyes.  Somewhere in a distant corner of Cara’s mind her psyche registered that sentiment did not sound right coming from her at all. She would never defile her grandparents’ home with such an act, and she certainly would never go there with a vampire. No matter how incredibly sexy he appeared. She hated vampires, all of them. A vampire murdered her father, and she had made it her life’s mission to track down and murder every one of them she could in hopes that it would eventually lead her to information about her father’s killer. That last thought about her father cleared the remaining fog from her mind.
                  Cara shoved hard against the bastard of a vampire standing behind her, forcing him a couple of steps back. She swiftly turned around, her eyes alive with rage. “If you ever attempt to mind fuck me again I will castrate you.”
                  Cara was livid at the uninvited entry into her mind. What both terrified and pissed her off even more was the possibility of what could have happened had she not picked up on the psychic intrusion and blocked it. The result would have been as