Baited Blood (27 page)

“No, Samuel, it doesn’t. When the sun comes up, it will be as if it never happened.”

He turned her toward him and began suckling her left breast, playing his tongue over the erect nipple. She moaned again. He covered her body with his own.

“Then we must hurry,” he whispered as he began to make love to her again. “Because I am still very hungry.”

THE
END

Dedication

For my nephew Derek.

He'd make a great vampire.

Acknowledgments

Year after year, my agent, Whitney Lee, and my manager, Diana James, have stuck by my side, keeping me on track as I slash through the weeds of publishing. Thanks, ladies;
I couldn't do it without you. And, as always, thanks to all the good folks at Llewellyn Worldwide/Midnight Ink
who continue to produce fabulous books.