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terrifying than that, I realized, when I caught his eye, I had hoped he would approach me. I touched the bite mark again, sending a pleasant shiver through my body. I was feeling reckless tonight. I tossed my hair over my shoulder and made my way back into the club, heading for the ladies room again so I could examine the bite mark.
    I set my glass down on the edge of the sink and brushed my hair to the side, leaning close to the mirror. There were two perfect half-moons punctured into my shoulder, just where the muscle curves into the neck. The skin around it was red and tender, but not swollen as I had thought. It didn’t really look that bad, but I had a smear of blood leading from it down to my cleavage where Roxy’s finger prints were still visible. I grabbed a paper towel and dampened it to clean my skin. Once the blood was gone, it looked even better. I could tell the blood had clotted, but it wouldn’t take much to get it going again. And every time I touched the actual bite mark, tiny shocks shot through my body, making me shift my hips. Now I understood why there was so much talk about being with Hunters. This bite alone would keep me on edge all night.
    I stepped out of the restroom, leaving the empty glass behind. When I turned down the hallway, I saw a figure leaning against the wall, one booted foot against the wall, bending his right leg. He had his thumbs hooked into the pockets of his leather plants and his head bent forward as if he was studying the floor. From here I could smell the mix of leather, earth, and blood wafting off of him. I swallowed past the lump in my throat. I had to walk past the vampire to get back to the club. He wasn’t doing anything to threaten me, but there was something predatory about his very presence and I had a feeling he had been waiting for me. I thought about the way his nostrils had flared when he saw me staring at him. And just moments ago, I had been wishing for his attention. Something had come loose in my head. I tossed my hair over my shoulder and started forward, proud of how steady my footsteps were.
    “Taryn, was it?” he asked as I drew level with him. His voice was lightly accented, making the R in my name sound entirely different.
    “It is,” I answered, unsure I actually wanted to. He lifted his face and pursed his lips. His black curls swung back, showing his eyes were a pale blue like most vampires; years of avoiding the sun bleached the color from their eyes as much as their skin. His hair was thick, long, and curly, a deep black that shined blue when he moved his head.
    “Andre,” he said, holding out his hand for mine. I reached out and let him take my hand.
    “Nice to meet you, Andy,” I tried to be flippant, wanting to break this strange tension between us. He gripped my hand and pulled me into his body, raising my hand to his lips. He held my hand with both of his, turning it over to press a kiss to my palm. My stomach flipped as he held my gaze. He was much taller than me, making me press my chest into the V of his ribs. The thin t-shirt let me feel the play of muscles hidden underneath. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He dropped my hand and gripped my shoulders, bending forward until his face was almost pressed into the bend of my neck. He inhaled again. He wasn’t even touching the bite mark, but I felt the answering tingle shoot through my body, making me want to press harder against him, but my fear was stronger, making me hold still.
    I pulled free and stepped back, clutching my hand to my chest as if he had wounded me. I glared up at him, feeling my brows drawing together. It had been one thing if we’d been on the dance floor or if he’d bought me a drink at the bar, but to wait for me outside the restroom and be this forward was not my thing.
    “My apologies,” he stood up straight and inclined his head in a small bow. I kept my mouth shut. “Elven blood is just so,” he paused, inhaling deeply again, “intoxicating.” I