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utmost comportment.”
    Piper rolled her eyes. “There aren’t too many prets that I know of who can manage to comport themselves utmostly.” She made quote marks in the air, and her glance at Knox suggested he had little room to talk about proper behavior.
    Tori frowned. Man, she must have missed something between these two. The tension was almost to the point of animosity.
    The vampire scowled. “I’m done here,” he stated and walked off.
    With another roll of her eyes, Piper said, “Good riddance to bad garbage.”
    “I heard that,” Knox called out.
    Piper shrugged. “It’s not anything I wouldn’t have said to his face.” When Tori started to say something, Piper waved a hand with a muttered, “I’d really rather not talk about it.” She looked at Dante. “So, I saw Nix last night, and she told me to tell you hello the next time I saw you. So…hello.”
    Dante’s face softened with concern for Nix de la Fuente, the former human liaison. Well, Nix Caine now, since Nix and Tobias had gotten married a few months ago. Tori knew Nix and Dante had worked together for a short time but had formed a solid friendship, one that Tori would never admit out loud had made her envious.
    Dante said, “I haven’t talked to her in a couple of weeks. She doing okay?”
    “I think she’s having a harder time acclimating to being a vampire than she wants to admit. Plus her mom…” Piper shook her head and frowned. “Her mom isn’t exactly thrilled to have a vampire daughter. And of course she blames Tobias.”
    “But Tobias had to turn her to keep her from dying.” Tori planted one hand on her hip. “What, her mom has a problem with not having a dead daughter?”
    “Apparently she has a real thing about vamps. You know how demons are.” Dante hooked his thumbs over his belt, large hands framing his silver belt buckle.
    That little action drew Tori’s gaze to his midsection, then lower. He caught her looking, of course, his smirk knowing. She met his eyes and held them, challenging him. The man knew exactly what he was doing. So if he wanted her to look, she’d look. She deliberately dropped her gaze and saw the faintest twitch behind the placket of his zipper.
    He cleared his throat and pulled his jacket closed, fastening one of the buttons. “So, I’ll just take a look around the scene, do my job.”
    “I’m going to head over to the hospital and talk to the victim,” Piper said. “I’ll keep you two posted.”
    Tori murmured a good-bye to her and turned with Dante as he walked the parking lot. “So, how about a cup of coffee?” She rested one hand on his upper arm, able to feel the firmness of his biceps beneath the layers of clothing. “My treat.”
    The muscles beneath her fingers tensed. His tongue swept out to wet his lips, drawing her gaze to that sexy mouth. “I’d like to, Tori. I would. It’s just…” He gestured with one arm. “I have a ton of cases right now. I should finish up here and get back to the station.” Dislodging her hand, Dante rubbed the back of his neck. He looked as uncomfortable as a dog that had just gotten skunked.
    “No problem,” she said easily. “Tomorrow’s Saturday. We could meet for breakfast.”
    His tongue swept across his lower lip, a gesture of nervousness that on him managed to look sexy. He gave a little wince and said, “Sorry. Weekends I’m tied up with my horses.”
    “I understand.” But she didn’t. Not really. He flirted, he teased, and then he turned skittish and shut down any time she made an approach. One of these days maybe she’d get it through her head that he just wasn’t into her, and give up.
    “Rain check?” he asked, his voice as polite as the expression on his face, though his eyes were awash with swirling emotions she had a hard time deciphering. Indecision crossed his face before his lids drooped, hiding his feelings even more.
    “Of course.” She should go back home and fiddle with that device, since Dante wasn’t