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be
interested. "Stay focus," she murmured to herself.
    There was barely any standing room in the pub
now. The patrons seemed to be migrating toward the stage either to
dance or to cheer on the band. She eyed the group, which consisted
of a guitar player with enough piercings to set off the alarms at
an airport check point; a bass player, who sported interesting
tattoo sleeves; and a long-haired drummer, who seemed to have
caught a group of college girls' eyes. She rather enjoyed the
ballad with the rock and roll flare to it. Not too bad , she
thought as she sipped her ginger ale.
    Her gaze shifted to a guy loitering near the
bandstand, a strange guy in her way of thinking. He licked his lips
as if he'd anticipated a midnight snack near at hand. She sat up
straighter in her seat.
    "What has your hackles up?"
    She turned to find Tremayne standing behind
her, and was surprised he had returned without her realizing
it.
    "The guy near the bandstand," she discreetly
inclined her head in the direction. "He's cozying up to the
dark-haired Goth chick."
    "I have him in my sights," Tremayne said.
    "Well? Is he the one?"
    "He's not my type." He chuckled. When she
rolled her eyes in response, he sobered and cleared his throat.
"Sorry, no. He's not the one you're looking for. Though he does
look a wee bit squirrelly."
    "Exactly my thoughts." She placed her glass
down and stood. She didn't take more than a few steps before
Tremayne called after her.
    "Where are you going?" he asked.
    "To catch a squirrel."

Chapter Five
    The woman had spunk and determination.
Tremayne would give her that. It was difficult to decide which was
the prey and which proved the stalker. As much as he would prefer
the squirrely Hashasheen demon didn't frequent his bar, he
was still a customer and it would be bad for business if Cassandra
staked him in front of those having a good time.
    He didn't spot a weapon on her as he admired
how her form fitting jeans hugged every curve, but he had no doubt
the hunter had one stashed somewhere on her person.
    She moved in close to the demon and swayed
her hips as she encouraged him to dance with her. Of course the
demon took her bate. Who wouldn't with the way Cassandra looked and
the sway of her hips proved hypnotic. The Hashasheen demon pulled
her close, and a low growl escaped Tremayne's lips before he could
stop himself. He glanced around to see if anyone noticed his slip
up, and breathed a sigh of relief when no one had glanced his way,
but then he looked toward his cousins. Bram met his gaze with a
raised brow. "Damn," he murmured. Caught.
    Where in the heck had his response come from?
Cassandra and the demon were dancing – way too close if anyone
asked him – but still, they were only dancing.
    "You look like you're about to leap over the
bar and take the demon out yourself," Bram remarked as he moved
closer. "You wouldn't be falling prey to the slayer's charms, would
you?"
    He threw Bram a lethal glare. "She's either
going to get herself killed or cause a panic in the pub. Both of
which would be detrimental for business."
    "You look jealous to me," Bram insisted.
"Doesn't he look right jealous?" He turned toward Sheerin for
confirmation.
    "Oh, he's smitten, to be sure." Sheerin
jotted down something in his notebook.
    "What do you write about?" Tremayne barked.
He'd asked many times before, but Sheerin's answers were always
vague. Not sure why he believed it would be any different now.
    His pale eyes met his and his lips slid into
a grin. "Oh, this and that. Tonight, it's about a vampire and his
attraction to his mortal enemy."
    "Cassandra isn't my mortal enemy," he said
with a harrumph.
    "No?" Sheerin lifted a brow. "She hunts
vampires for a living. How is she not an enemy?"
    Tremayne waved his cousins off and turned
toward the bandstand in search of the hunter, but he didn't see
her. A quick scan of the dance floor, then to the back of the room,
confirmed Cassandra and the demon had vacated Eternal Bliss.