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The heat of her gaze should have stirred something inside me, but it did not. Not like the woman upstairs who had ignored me from the moment she met her friend. My lip turned up at the idea I would lower myself to care. He was nothing.

“That won’t be necessary.”

There were sighs of disappointment from the hall.

“Well,” the small vampire in front of me said, “if you change your mind…” She stared at me a moment longer, her gaze lingering far too long for my liking before she left, closing the doors behind her.

Their inappropriate whispers fluttered down the hall as I turned back toward the room. I wondered if Dianna’s was the same size or larger. Wait, no, no, I did not. Shaking my head, I glanced up, calming my nerves. Everything here was overly cumbersome, as if they compensated for the power they knew they did not possess. I moved further into the room, passing furniture too small for me, and eventually made it to the washroom. After showering and dressing, I picked up the small device Logan had given me. I buttoned the last button on my shirt before calling him. The phone rang a few times before a small feminine voice filtered through.

“Ms. Martinez?” I asked, surprised that Dianna’s sister had answered.

“Oh, hey. If you’re calling for Logan, he is not here,” Gabby said. I heard her take a bite of something, the crunch loud in my ear as she chewed.

“And why has Logan abandoned his station?”

Her laugh echoed through the phone. “Dianna is right. You talk funny.”

Her comment made my chest react in a strange way. A small flutter, like a bird’s wings, spread warmth through me.

“Dianna speaks about me?”

Silence fell as if she realized she’d said something she shouldn’t have.

“Speaking of my sister. How is she?”

I swallowed. “She is… well.”

“Hmm, and you guys are getting along… well?”

The way she said that word, mimicking me, reminded me so much of Dianna that it brought a small smile to my lips. It seemed I was becoming attached to the feisty, dark-haired woman. I could feel her even now. The running water in her room shut off. I wondered if the Vanderkais had put me in the room beneath her as a way to taunt me. Would she take lovers above me? I shook my head. Why would that thought even cross my mind? I blamed weariness, travel, and being engulfed in her scent for too many nights. If we stayed here, would she stay away from me too? I glanced at the bed and knew I needed her to keep her distance, especially after the dream I had mere hours ago. I wanted her too much, and if I were honest, I had no resistance against her when she was near.

“Where is Logan?” I asked, my voice turning stern as my smile dropped. “You are not to be left alone.”

“Calm down,” Gabby said, just like her sister. “He is close by, or kind of. Neverra and he usually sneak off for about thirty minutes or so to do it. I guess they are trying to respect my space, although it wouldn’t bother me.”

“They left you alone to do what?”

“It! You know? Sex,” she said, speaking fast, her voice a hushed whisper.

I made an exasperated noise as I rubbed the bridge of my nose. Crass. Definitely her sister.

“Okay, please have him return my call as soon as Neverra and he return.”

“Do you plan to do that with my sister?”

I nearly dropped the phone. “Ms. Martinez, I can assure you that is not my intention,” I managed to choke out, even if the dream from last night told me otherwise.

Gabby said nothing as she chewed, the crunch coming through the phone. “Why? Do you think she’s ugly?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Too loud?”

“Never.”

“Is she mean to you? She was mean to me when we were little sometimes, but I stole her toys and then her clothes when we got older.”

“She is not mean to me.”

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