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forward. “You are a guest in my home. I will feed you.” As opposed to feeding on you, he thought, whichwas what he most wanted to do. Well, not what he most wanted to do. He’d rather feed on the plump little brunette behind him. He had always found the blood of sleek, blond creatures like Kate C. Leever to be thin and bland. Plump-girl blood was better-tasting, more flavorful, fuller-bodied.
    Of course, he couldn’t feed on anyone. It was too dangerous nowadays, and even if he himself was willing to take the risk, he wouldn’t risk the safety of his family just for a few moments of culinary pleasure.
    It didn’t mean he couldn’t dream about it, though, so Lucern spent the next few moments trailing Kate around the canned food and dry goods aisles, absently agreeing with everything she said while he fondly recalled meals he’d enjoyed in the past.
    â€œDo you like Mexican?” she asked.
    â€œOh, yes,” he murmured, the question immediately bringing to mind a perky little Mexican girl he’d feasted on in Tampico. She’d been a tasty little bundle. Warm and sweet-smelling in his arms, little enjoyable moans issuing from her throat as he’d plunged both his body and teeth into her…Oh, yes. Feeding could be a full-body experience.
    â€œWhat about Italian?”
    â€œItalian is delicious too,” he said agreeably, his memories immediately switching to a pleasing little peasant on the Amalfi coast. That had been his first feeding on his own. A man always remembered his first. And just the thought of his sweet little Maria made him warm all over. Such deep, dark eyes and long, wavy, midnight hair. He recalled tangling his hands in that hair and the deep groan of pleasure she’d breathed into his ear ashe’d given her his virginity and taken her blood at the same time. Truly, it had been a sweet and memorable experience.
    â€œDo you like steak?”
    Lucern was once again drawn from his thoughts, this time by a package of raw meat suddenly shoved under his nose, interrupting his fond memories. It was steak, nice and bloody, and though he normally preferred human blood—even cold bagged human blood to bovine—the blood-soaked steak smelled good at the moment. He found himself inhaling deeply and letting his breath out on a slow sigh.
    The package was jerked away. “Or do you prefer white meat?”
    â€œOh, no. No. Red meat is better.” He moved closer to the meat counter she’d led him to and peered around with his first real interest since they’d entered the market. He had always been a meat-and-potatoes man. Rare meat, as a rule.
    â€œA carnivore, I take it,” Kate commented dryly as he reached for a particularly bloody package of steak. The blood was dripping, and he almost licked his lips. Then, afraid he might do something distressing in his present state, like lick the package, he stepped back and set the meat down. Taking hold of the cart, he began moving it along, hoping to get to a less tempting section.
    â€œHang on,” Kate called, but Lucern kept walking, almost moaning when she rushed up with several packages of steak in her arms that she dumped in the cart.
    Great! Now the temptation would follow him. He really needed to feed. He had to contact Bastien or Etienne and see about borrowing some blood. Perhapshe could make a quick stop at Bastien’s on the way home. He could leave the unshakable Kate Leever in the car with the groceries, run in, gulp down a bit of nourishment and…
    Dear God! He sounded like a junkie!
    â€œFruits and vegetables next, I think,” Kate said beside him. “You’re obviously in serious need of vitamins. Have you ever considered going to a tanning salon?”
    â€œI can’t. I have an…er, skin condition. And I’m allergic to the sun, too.”
    â€œThat must make life difficult at times,” she commented. Peering at him wide-eyed she