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Tawny Taylor Carpe Nocturne 2: Kiss Me, Kill Me - 42 <br />
She crossed her arms over her chest. Ooh, this was making her mad. She had a<br />
nightclub to run! She had bills to pay! And she was sick and tired of being a pawn in<br />
someone else’s game. “Which is nothing,” she spat. “I’m weary of this. I need to open<br />
my club, before I lose it to the bank.”<br />
Miko set the packages of food he was holding on the counter and reached for<br />
her. She lunged backward, scrambling to get away before he caught her. The vampire<br />
vibe would render her brainless within a second if he touched her. As it was, with him<br />
standing so close, it was getting harder and harder to keep her wits about her.<br />
It was so not fair that those two vampires gave off some energy or hormone or<br />
whatever that made her dumb and horny in no time flat. Even as she was trying get<br />
away from him, she was thinking about how she’d get him out of his clothes.<br />
She was a slave to her hormones.<br />
She had a new appreciation of what male humans dealt with, especially teenage<br />
males. She’d heard more than one man say he thought about sex constantly when he<br />
was a teenager. Now she was in the same boat, particularly when she was in the same<br />
room with Miko or Burke. The minute they were near, her mind dropped from<br />
important stuff and settled into the Lust Zone.<br />
Was there a cure?<br />
Miko’s lowered eyebrows and thinned mouth said everything his words didn’t.<br />
“Sylvie. Come here.”<br />
She knew she was acting like a crazy woman, staggering away from Miko the<br />
way she was. But she needed space. The urges inside her were becoming overwhelming<br />
already. Whether it was the firm tone of his voice, or the way his eyes twinkled when he<br />
looked at her, or the fact that she’d been away from him for over twenty-four hours, she<br />
couldn’t say. All she knew was she wanted him. In a bad way. Her anger at him for<br />
locking her up like a naughty kid was all but forgotten.<br />
It shouldn’t be that easy! She’d wanted him to suffer for it.<br />
She met his gaze and her will crumbled like warm feta cheese. “Yes, Master.”
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