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steady ground. Getting personal and snuggly with
him in the alley had started to propel them down a path she wasn’t ready for.
“I think I could use a shower.”
    “Hmm, me too. Some saucy wench doused me
with muddy water from a puddle.”
    She clamped her lips together to swallow
her laugh, but when his chest shook and he released the suppressed laughter,
she giggled too.
    “Well, take me to your place. We can get
cleaned up and then go out.”
    “Go out? Where?”
    A frown creased her forehead, and she
glanced over at him from the corner of her eye. “You’re the one who lives here,
not me. How would I know?” She poked him in the belly. “I think you’ve
forgotten how to have fun. So, I’m going to show you.”
    A snort sounded beside her, and she’d
bet her right boob he’d rolled his eyes. Grumpy Theo re-emerging. “Great. Just
what the world needs. A nymph on a day pass with a grotesque chauffeuring her
around.”
    “It’s a weekend pass, sweetie.” She
gathered her hair over one shoulder and blew a kiss to a tall, muscular, blond
heading in the opposite direction.
    Theo growled. “Don’t flirt with
vampires. They’re dangerous.”
    “That was a vamp? Cool. He sure is tan
for someone who is supposed to be only allowed out at night.” She walked
backward for a few feet until he forced her to spin back around. The blond in
question had spun as well, and when he smiled at her, the flash of a fang
showed under his upper lip.
    “That’s a myth created to pacify
humans.” He paused, peered over his shoulder at the retreating vampire, and
growled.
    The vampire executed a half bow and
disappeared from sight. Crap, Theo’d scared him away. What the hell?
    “In fact, don’t flirt with anyone while
you’re with me.” A red sheen coated the brown of his irises before he crowded
her.
    The statement startled her, and she
retracted her hand. Ice stole over her demeanor. “Theo, don’t get possessive.
I’m a nymph, and I belong to someone else. I’m leaving in two days.”
    His chest heaved, and he pinched the
bridge of his nose, muttering under his breath about stupidity. She waited,
ready to stalk off and find someone else to entertain her if she had to.
    He reclaimed her hand, tucked it back
into his elbow. “I apologize. Overdriven protection instincts. Won’t happen
again.”
    “Good.” The lump in her throat tried to
choke her again, but she melted it with the knowledge that Theo, New York—the
life and energy of the city—the silver-grey swirls in his eyes, and the pain
she knew she’d helped abate in his heart were all temporary. “Now, if you
really want to see my natural hair color, take me to your castle.”
    “Castle?”
    She hugged his arm. “You’re like a
knight errant with his victory spoils.”
    His muscles bunched under her palm. “And
you’re the fair maiden I’ve captured to take back to my bed chamber and ravage?
Defiling your virginity with my virile attentions?”
    They both burst into laughter.
    “Well, other than the virginity part,
I’m all for some defiling.”
    An old woman they passed gasped and
Callie laughed all the harder. Theo chucked her under the chin and she met his
stare.
    Heat and desire lit his eyes. “Be
careful what you wish for, nymph.”

Chapter Four
     
    People stared as he propelled Callie
through the lobby of his building. The female looked like a super model in
hippie bohemian clothing. The scarf he’d tied over her waist to cover the rip
in the skirt did more to entice him with the flashes of thigh. It teased him
with each step more than if she’d left it off. He kept her hand captive in the
crook of his elbow, craving the touch and warmth. Their time together drew
closer and closer to its end.
    Booker waited on the roof, the grotesque
had tailed them for blocks. Theo’s former commander continued to treat him as
though he remained in his unit, although the Censure and Shunning were hundreds
of years old.
    Having sex with Callie