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She was beautiful,and it had been a few months since he last fucked anyone. Heusually didn’t go for extended periods without, but things had beenchaotic since the Savages and demons overran the compound, and hedidn’t get out as much anymore.
He wouldn’t mindhaving Caro occupy his bed for a few hours. It didn’t matter thatit would take time away from his mission to find someone who couldmake weapons to help defeat the demons.
But then, withCharles’s death, his mission had already failed, so maybe he couldspend a day or two rolling Caro around a bed. He did have needs,after all, and he was already denying himself the pleasure ofkilling; he didn’t have to deny himself her too.
Maybe a good laywould help get his head back on straight after Brie’s resurrection.It would help relax him and be fun—probably more fun than he’d hadin centuries.
“Your parents’killers could return,” he said as he stepped closer to her. “Youmight need me to protect you from them.”
Caro edged away.The broad expanse of his body was suddenly as overwhelming as itwas enticing. She planted her feet and lifted her chin when hecontinued to close in on her.
“I don’t needanyone to protect me!” She didn’t like the conflicting emotionspinging around inside her, but she refused to be intimidated bythis lumbering beast. Lifting her sword, she pointed it at him.“Back off!”
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Saber quirked aneyebrow at the defiance radiating from the stunning woman. Eventhreatening to kill him, she was entirely delectable. So much sothat he didn’t snatch the sword away from her and fling it acrossthe room.
Unable to resist,he clasped a strand of hair falling over her shoulder. He ran thesilken lock between his fingers while admiring its spectacularcoloring.
“Hey!” Carosmacked his hand away.
As soon as shedid, she braced herself for this crazy stranger’s wrath. He was somuch larger than her and obviously crazy, and she was alone withhim. She wouldn’t hesitate to stab him through the heart if hetried anything. It wouldn’t kill him, but it would slow himdown.
Saber released herhair when she pressed the blade into his flesh a little. He wipedhis hand on his jeans as he tried to figure out what possessed himto touch her in such a way.
He was sure theirritated look on his face matched hers as they glared at eachother. “Why are you here?” he asked.
Caro turned awayfrom him and walked over to stand behind some of the boxes. She wasgoing to put as much distance between them as she could.
“I came here togather some things and to clean up,” she said.
“Are youdone?”
“Not that it’s anyof your business, but no. Now, it’s time for you to leave.”
“Your life couldbe in danger.”
“And why do youcare if it is?”
Whydidhegive a shit about it? Sure, Charles was his friend, but theyweren’t as close as they once were. He didn’t know Charles had adaughter, who was a fully mature vampire, until today.
He didn’t want tosee anything happen to his friend’s daughter, but what did he careif she refused his help? Glancing at the door, he contemplatedleaving, but part of him revolted against the idea.
He’d left manyhumans and vampires behind over the years; some of them wereprobably dead. And he’d killed more than his fair share of themtoo, but his feet refused to move away.
What was going onwith him and women lately? First Brie and now this one.
Then he realizedshe could still help him.Thatwas why he’d been reluctantto leave. Not because he was developing a strong sense of morality;that would never happen. His subconscious was waiting for hislust-addled brain to catch up to its logical side.
Her father was amaster bladesmith; there was a good chance he passed his knowledgeon to his child.
“Did your fatherteach you how to work metal too?” he asked.
Caro stared at himin disbelief. “Why does that matter?”
“I came herebecause I needed his help. It’s important. Did he teach you how towork metal like him?”
“No.”
