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revealing the tips of two fangs.
    His hand gripped her upper arm, his breath hot against her ear. “Come with me. Now.”
    “I don’t think so.” She jerked against his hold, and he released her arm. His eyes squeezed shut. A few seconds passed before it looked like he’d gathered himself enough to open them. His next words came on the tail end of a long exhale.
    “Fine,” he said; the word sounded punished by his vocal cords. “Let’s start this over. Hello, Gabrielle.” He stuck out his palm. With everyone else, she was just Elle. But not with Arran. He’d always insisted on using her full name. He said that Gabrielle suited her, felt right. And good luck with trying to change the vampire’s mind. Besides, it wasn’t such a hardship to bear. Somehow, when he said her name, Arran made every consonant sound beautiful, musical.
    She glanced up at him, then back to his upturned hand. What would it hurt? She could do this. Elle slid her hand into his. Warm fingers wrapped around hers and gently squeezed. Elle’s eyelids lowered at the sensation. What was it about this man that his touch held so much power over her? The up-and-down action of their wrists slowed to a stop, but he didn’t pull away. She opened her eyes. Her gaze dropped to their joined palms, then followed the line of his arm up to his bicep, bulging under the black T-shirt that looked like wild animals had shredded the front. Yum-mee . When their gazes met, he blinked, and his hand slipped from hers. For a brief second, she could have sworn…
    The lighting in this place was playing tricks with her mind. She gave her head a gentle shake, because there was no way he wanted her like that. If he did, he would have never left.
    “We have to talk.” Arran motioned with his head in the direction of the front door. “But not here. Would you at least step outside with me?” He paused, and the muscles in his jaw worked overtime before he added, “Please.”
    She could tell he was really trying to be patient and polite. And for Arran, the fact that he’d just thrown out a please was significant. Elle grabbed her purse, swiveled her bar stool in the opposite direction, and slid to her feet. He fell in behind her as she headed for the door. Whatever he had to say had better be good, because she was not ending the search for her sister just so he didn’t have to be annoyed with her presence.
    The cool breeze outside the club was a welcome relief from the steamy and overheated environment inside. Elle stopped a few steps outside.
    “Now, what it is you have to talk to me about that we can’t discuss inside?” She propped one hand on her hip and turned to face him.
    “Where’s your car?” Loose strands of his multicolored hair blew across his face. The tendrils of blond and black appeared so soft in contrast to the warrior vampire standing in front of her. They shimmered in the harsh white light of the streetlamp. She wondered what they would feel like brushing across her face—her breasts—as he held himself over her and…
    Swiping the hairs away from his eyes with one hand, he tucked them behind his ear. The sudden movement wrenched her back to reality. Get a grip, woman. That’s not happening.
    Elle pointed to her Lexus across the street. “My car’s right there, but I’m not getting in it.” She shook her head. “I’m not finished here.”
    “Just talk. That’s all I’m asking. What I have to say can’t be said here.” Nodding in the direction of her car, he grasped her upper arm. “Let’s go.” Arran nearly dragged her across the street.
    Elle swatted at his hand. “God, you’re like some caveman.” She yanked her arm free and came to a dead stop in the middle of the road.
    He spun and faced her. “What are you doing?”
    She glared. “Let’s get something straight, right now.”
    Arran crossed his arms, his eyebrows rising in expectation.
    “That will be the last time you manhandle me. You jerk me around like that again,