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not cry. She had to stay strong. Slowly, she stepped back, pulling from Lauren’s embrace.
    “I’ve thought about how to do it.” She’d come up with the perfect idea of how to take care of her predicament, and now she needed Lauren’s help.
    “Good, Eric is here already. He was disappointed when I told him you weren’t coming. I’ll let him know—”
    “No! That’s not why I’m here. I need you to go with me to buy a dildo.” She shuddered at the thought of walking into a sex toy shop on her own.
    Lauren’s eyes widened. “A dildo? What are you ... oh no, you don’t mean to pierce your hymen with a dildo?”
    “Yes, that’s the easiest solution. I really don’t want to have to sleep with anybody just to—”
    “Not gonna work, Portia.”
    Stunned, she stared at her friend. “Why not? It’s as big as a ... you know. I think it’s a brilliant idea.”
    “Sure, if it worked, but it won’t. It’ll push through your hymen, but tomorrow it will have grown back. A man’s semen is what will make it disappear for good.”
    Portia suppressed her urge to gag. “But then ... then ...” Her mind’s wheels churned. “Then, why don’t I get donated sperm. You have to help me.” She took Lauren by her shoulders, almost shaking her. “Can’t you get one of your ‘friends’ to donate some? I’m sure you can come up with some excuse for why.”
    Lauren tilted her head and gave a sad smile. “You know, your idea would really be great, but unfortunately, it won’t work either. The sperm has to be ultra-fresh, and it has to be delivered with a flesh and blood dick. So whatever turkey baster method you’re thinking of, it’s off the table.”
    This revelation hit her just as hard as the disappointment earlier in the evening. She dropped her head. “Why? Why?”
    “I wish I could tell you something different, but that’s how it is.”
    Portia lifted her head. “What now?”
    “I think we should look for Eric.”
    Portia felt her palms dampen at the thought. “Now? Why don’t we wait a little while and see if we can figure out another solution. There must be something else.”
    Lauren shook her head. “There’s no other solutions. Trust me, you’re not the first hybrid. You’ll survive. I hear Eric is good between the sheets.”
    Portia groaned.
    ***
    A half hour later, Portia found out first hand that Eric was a passable kisser. Only, no matter the contortions he put his tongue through, she wasn’t getting turned on. She remained strangely detached from the entire situation. In fact, none of the guys she’d kissed before had really made her feel like she wanted more. Sure, it had always been pleasant, just like sitting in the sun and eating ice cream was pleasant.
    Was she frigid? Was that the reason why she hadn’t pursued sex and why it hadn’t bothered her that her father didn’t want her to date yet?
    This wasn’t going to work, not with Eric. He was a nice guy and all, but for her first time she wanted to be wowed and not feel like it was a chore. She wanted to feel weak in her knees with her heart fluttering; she wanted a man who robbed her of her breath when he kissed her and whose touch made her skin sizzle. And Eric wasn’t that kind of man.
    She was about to extricate herself from his embrace when a sudden tingling on her skin arrested her heart. Another vampire had entered the bedroom she and Eric had found to have some privacy. Portia knew the signature of the vampire’s aura only too well.
    A split-second later, Eric was yanked from her and slammed against the wall. Her father’s eyes glared at her when he pointed his finger in her face. “You, young lady, home. Now.” His voice was a low growl, one she knew well enough.
    He was angry. But so was she.
    Portia lifted her chest and raised her head, adding another two inches to reach her full height of five nine. With her two inch heels she was almost eye level with him. “You can’t tell me what to do!”
    “I’m your
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