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scalp. All her anger evaporated, its heat turned to passion.
    He kissed along her jaw until his fangs rested on her jugular, firm enough to prick.
    Her heart raced, and her blood went cold with terror. Trapped in his arms, she fought to get away. A scream built in her throat, but before it came out he let her go.
    “I didn’t mean to scare you. I thought you wouldn’t mind.”
    She steadied herself with a hand on the wall. “You thought wrong. I never considered letting you feed off me. It surprised me.”
    “Next time I’ll ask first.”
    “Yes, please do.” She went up on tiptoe and kissed his cheek to take the sting out of her reaction. A door opened and closed behind her.
    Eric and Sam walked down the hall. Daedalus nodded at them and went down the stairs followed by Sam. No words were exchanged.
    Sugar rolled her eyes. Men.
    Eric stopped beside her before descending. “You okay, sugarbear? You’re pale.”
    “Yeah, fine.” He hadn’t called her that since high school.
    “Looks like Daedalus is helping you grow a backbone too.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “He’s good for you.” Then he left to catch up to the others.
    She returned to her apartment with new determination to beat Tyler at Scrabble.
    * * * *
    The next morning Sugar basked in the pale morning light among her cherished plants on the patio. She noticed Katrina peeking around the patio door. Sugar never locked her apartment since the Omegas moved in, one of the perks with having werewolves as neighbors.
    She patted the space next to her on the bench while she twirled a single red rose under her nose.
    Katrina sat by her and pointed to the flower. “Is it from Daedalus?”
    Sugar smiled and continued admiring the Chicago skyline. The sweet scent of the rose filled her senses. “Yes, I found it by my pillow when I woke up. It came with this poem.” She offered the handwritten note for Katrina to read.
    Her soft giggle, a rare precious thing, shook their shared bench. “Is nice.”
    Sugar took the note. She folded it carefully and placed in her robe pocket. “Who knew he could rhyme?” Their laughter sweetened the morning air. What a romantic gesture. A fire-breathing dragon sleeping in her bed wouldn’t have surprised her as much as Daedalus’s tender gift. She wished he’d woken her up, though.
    “Things serious between you?” Katrina’s question broke her reverie.
    “I would’ve said ‘no’ until I read the poem.” Sugar sighed, leaned her chin on her hand, and stared back at Chicago. It seemed he might want a relationship after all. The poem said he thought of her through the nights when they were apart and couldn’t wait to get back to her. Maybe she read too much in his words and he meant only the sex.
    She turned to Katrina. “How can I be in a relationship with someone who can’t grow old with me?”
    Katrina blinked, then chuckled. “You asking wrong person. Tyler is the romantic.”
    “Speaking of twisted relationships, you snuggled up close to him last night while playing Scrabble. Are you his mate?”
    Katrina lowered her gaze.
    Sugar could almost see her friend physically shrinking back inside herself. She reached out to touch her knee. “You’re my friend, Katrina. Whatever happened in the past is over. Don’t build walls between yourself and those who care about you. Build them between yourself and the past.”
    Katrina let out a shaky breath. “I know. I lucky to have such good friends. It take time. Tyler will wait, he say.” She looked back at Sugar with a fragile smile. “You take some of you own advice.”
    “What?”
    “You need build wall to you past. Daedalus strong vampire, gentle heart.” She tapped her chest with this proclamation.
    “Gentle heart?”
    “See?” She craned her neck around, then showed her wrists. “No bite me, never touch me or feed. He no ask me but somehow know my pain. Gentle heart. Is good man.”
    Sugar caressed the folded piece of paper in her pocket