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silk blouse clung to her breasts enticingly when she picked up her pace.
    Stopping just a few yards away, and in full moonlight, his beautiful nemesis spoke around the people on the sidewalk. "What do you want?"
    Hayden scented the blood on her hand and on the scratch he’d made at her throat. His thirst responded with a roar that nearly kicked him sideways.
    The Slayer took an unconscious step backward.
    Fighting for control, Hayden growled, "Shouldn’t I ask the same thing of you?"
    "Why would you?"
    "You’re nothing like I expected," he said.
    "Neither are you," she admitted warily.
    "You did expect me, then?"
    "Does anyone expect a vampire? Should I be flattered by the attention, or speed dialing 911?"
    Clearly tasting her fear, but liking the exchange, Hayden said, "Ah, that’s the question, isn’t it? Which of us will be left standing?"
    She blanched visibly. A puzzled expression crossed her face.
    "For the sake of my ignorance, why don’t you explain why only one of us will be left standing. Is it your bloodlust?"
    Her act really was good, Hayden decided. It had to be one. He recognized her. The air around her swirled, caressing her slender form as if it knew her, too. The silver talisman at her throat was icing on the cake.

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    "We’re opposites, are we not?" he said.
    "That’s your explanation?"
    "Old enemies," he elaborated.
    "How can that be, when I don’t even know you?"
    The Slayer’s weight shifted back and forth from foot to foot, evidence of her nervousness. Each move she made stirred the air, pushing the lushness of her scent to him. It really was a toss-up for him as to what to do. If she wanted to play games, Hayden decided, he’d play along, see where this went.
    He pointed to her throat. "I recognized the Connor crest."
    She fingered the charm. "You had to bite me to see it."
    "I didn’t bite you," he corrected.
    "No? What would you call this?" She tilted her head to expose the scratch marks. Hayden’s hunger exploded when he saw the nip he’d used to place her.
    Sweet as nectar…
    He struggled to speak past the gnawing thirst, wondering if that thirst might be conceived more of emerging emotion than a desire for blood.
    "I’m a vampire. You’re a Slayer. I’m supposed to bite you," he confessed. "Or die trying."
    Connor flinched, and tilted slightly on her pretty feet as if she’d been struck. She rallied quickly. "Go to hell with this Slayer business. But before you jump back into that hole you sprang from, tell me how you knew this was my family crest, and how you knew my name."
    "Everyone in Clare knows about the Connors, and what that crest stands for."

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    "Clare?" She seemed confused. Her forehead wrinkled in thought. "County Clare? You’re from there? Yes, I hear it now in your voice. Do you know my family?"
    "You’re the first Connor I’ve met in person, although our families have been at each other for years," Hayden replied.
    "At each other?"
    "Maybe arch enemies is a better description."
    "Hardly any of my family is left."
    "True. Yet you’re here, and in the presence of the one being you were born to kill."
    Hayden watched her rock back. Noticed how her breasts pressed against the shimmery silk as if straining toward him. Either she was as attracted to him as he was to her, or the thought of taking down a Flynn turned her on.
    "Kill?" Her reply emerged slowly, and after a pause. "You’re saying that due to an old argument between our families, you want to hurt me?"
    "Just as you want to fight me. The blood feud is branded into us, Connor, served to us on a plate whether we want it or not." Hayden didn’t mention how much the idea sickened him. He still wasn’t sure about Connor’s intentions.
    "I don’t want to fight you," she said.
    "Then why are your hands fisted? Why are you here, so far from the club? Why haven’t you already called the police?" He took a step forward, spoke around his fangs. "It’s who we are. What