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just had to be.
                Unknown to Amelia, she was being carefully and curiously watched, not only by the creatures she was running from, but one that she didn’t see at all.
                A young woman, dressed in all black leather with a red velvet cloak draped around her shoulders, stepped out from a shadowed alley from where she was watching this strange affair with piercing, violet eyes. She stared thoughtfully down the path that the stranger had taken, then nodded in surreal understanding.
                The cloaked woman pulled up her hood to mask her face and traveled back to the place she resided. On the farther side of town, the houses were not as closely packed, but still coincided with the same architectural style as the rest of the buildings. Her home was a modest one. The exteriors of the houses were nothing like the inside, which had been renovated to accommodate modern standards of a livable home.
                She walked in and strode to the very back of the house, past the kitchen and living room, to come to the back bedroom. The appliances and furniture were a bit old fashioned, but in working order and gave off a mid-twentieth century contemporary ambiance that was homey and likeable.
                Without any consideration for anyone else who may have been in the room, the lady flipped on the bright ceiling lights and stood at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips.
                The covers on top of the bed stirred and groans of protest came from underneath.
                “Connor, how can you still be in bed?” Esmeralda asked with a playful grin, her eyes dancing with amusement as they always did. “It’s the middle of the night.”
                “Because, it’s still dark outside,” came a deep, husky voice from under the sheets.
                “It’s always dark outside, you can’t use that excuse.”
                “Why don’t you join me under here? It’s nice and comfy.” More stirring ensued, but Connor still refused to leave the safety of the bed. His tone was laced with sarcasm and she knew that his invitation was nowhere near sincere.
                Esmeralda pursed her lips to contain a laugh and rolled her dazzling lavender eyes before taking the edge of the comforter firmly between her long fingers and yanking it off of the bed to expose a man, wearing only pajama pants. A cry of displeasure erupted from Connor’s throat.
                “If you don’t get up, I’m going to make you get up,” the woman threatened. Esmeralda shed her cloak and let down a head full of wavy, voluptuous, long black hair.
                Connor rolled over, and hugged the pillow tighter between his strong, muscled arms. “I’d like to see you try,” he replied with a yawn, baring a set of remarkably sharp canine teeth. Esmeralda stared nastily at him, knowing he had won this battle.
                She hissed viciously, bearing her own set of vampire fangs, then wandered into the kitchen, turning on all the lights as she went to brighten the cottage.
                Connor lifted one of his eyelids sleepily and watched her leave with taciturn sapphire eyes. As she poured two cups of coffee, he reached down and pulled the comforter back up onto the bed to shield himself once more from the world.
                “Don’t even think about it!” Esmeralda shouted from the kitchen counter. She was out of sight, at least out of visual sight, from the bedroom but she still knew what he was doing.
                Connor growled and threw the blanket back onto the floor in exasperation. “Can’t I get away with anything around here?” he grumbled as he pushed himself up from the bed and scratched his ruffled head of ebony hair that featured uncanny silver highlights.
                “That’s what you get for