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“I’m going to pay her bill.” He said that he’d have to do it at the bursar’s office. “I understand. There is no point in her being asked to pay her bill when I can easily pay it. She might even want to thank me for that.”

More than likely not. It was something else that he was doing to piss her off. He didn’t know why he wanted her mad at him all the time, but she was so beautiful when she was upset. He also thought her beautiful when she was coming, but he didn’t tell his brother that. He wasn’t stupid enough to tell about things like that and think she’d be just pissed off. She’d probably stake him in the heart. If she thought that he had one.

They talked about the rest of her visits and that of her father. While he didn’t have a picture of the man, he figured that he could find him easily enough. If he was beating on his daughter, he would smell like her. And all he’d have to do was hang out at the shop she owned, and he’d be able to find him. Making plans to do just that, he left the hospital and went by the shop.

It was neat and clean on the outside. He couldn’t get in as the doors were locked, but he did go to her house. She’d left her cat at the house so he knew she’d be back. The cat was her only partner in her place, and he had looked hard for someone else living there. The apartment wasn’t any place he was happy with, but for now he’d keep an eye on her. Willing himself back to his own home, York decided to see what he could find out about the father.

It didn’t take him long to find out that the men had been in trouble with the law. The father had been in prison once for ten years, and since he’d got out, he’d had a dozen or so run-ins with the law. The brother, Dennis, had been inside as well but on a lesser charge than the father. He didn’t know what it was, but he’d find out. Once he’d been hanging out at the bar that was just down the street from the shop and had gotten into trouble there.

He hadn’t any money when asked and was told to move on. It seemed that he’d never had a job either since getting out of prison, and that was very telling. It was the reason that he was beating up his daughter for her money.

He was glad to know that she was taking care of herself when it came to her family. He would have to give her some more magic when he saw her the next time so that she’d not be hurt as badly. He’d given her immortality; he was sure that wouldn’t go over too well, and he found that he was looking forward to telling her. Smiling to himself, he thought that he could have all kinds of fun with her if he played his cards right. Then he found the article that said why he was in prison.

Armed robbery. He’d spend ten of his twenty-year sentence in prison for being the driver in a bank robbery. When he read the entire article, he was amazed that he’d been able to get out at all. The other man, the man in the bank, was killed when he shot one of the guards at the bank. Since he was found with neither the money nor a gun, he got off easily. Some people thought that he should have got life, but he’d not. York was going to find out if he’d been beating his mate since he’d gotten out, or was this something that he’d done even before the prison sentence.

Going to his bedroom, he stripped down to his naked body and went to take a shower. He’d had one before going to see his brother but needed one again. Just as he was washing himself, he thought of Rose and felt his cock fill. Rubbing his hand up and down the shaft, he closed his eyes and thought about seeing her naked with him. It didn’t take him long to come; he’d been thinking of her all day, but he did want her to come to him. Sex was going to be epic with her, and he couldn’t wait until he could get her into his bed. Or any other hard surface that he could lay her out on.

Checking on her again before he went to bed, he knew she was sleeping. Just as he was going to leave her to her dreams, she sighed heavily. Gently going deeper into her mind, he saw that she didn’t have any brothers or sisters but the ones she’d told him about. He thought that was sad. He also saw that she had nightmares a great deal, and this one was one that she had quite often. Talking her into better sleep, he calmed her mind down and kept an eye on her dreams. She was going to have to come to him soon. All this waiting around was hard on him when all he wanted to do was claim her. Then she thought of him.

Laughing to himself about what her dreams were about, he wondered what she’d do if he brought her to peak again. She’d sleep so much better, he knew, but he wanted her to suffer as much as he was about not fucking her. His cock was hard again, and he let it go. The sooner that she was his and in his bed, the better off he’d be. The better off the two of them would be.

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Rose looked at the car and decided that she’d had enough working on pieces of shit that wouldn’t run even after she’d done all she could to it. But the man that had brought in his P.O.S. didn’t have another car, and she only had to keep it running until his next paycheck so that he could get himself a better car. Which would mean that she’d be working on another car that wasn’t worth ten bucks to keep him going for a little while longer. Her head was killing her, and anything she took wouldn’t make it go away. Just as she was thinking of having another cup of strong tea, York showed up with her cat.

“Your butler said he’d bring him by.” He said that he was in the neighborhood. “Liar. You have no reason to be on my side of town. Why can’t you tell me the truth?”

“I want to fuck you.” He grinned at her. “Very badly too. I’ve been taking cold showers since I met you and they’re not doing me as much good as they used to. Why don’t you lock the doors and I throw you up on this desk and fuck you.”

“Why are you so rude?” He told he that she’d told him to be honest. “About being in the neighborhood, not about having sex with me. Which isn’t going to happen.”

“Are you sure about that?” He watched her walking around her office. She was unnerved by him, and she was sure that he knew it. “What’s wrong with you?”

“I have a headache.” He touched his fingers to her forehead, and it was suddenly gone. “What did you do? You’ve done something to me again. What was it?”

“You were in pain, and I took it away. You won’t have any more of them if you’d just allow me to take you someplace where we can get to know one another.” She asked him if he ever thought about anything but sex. “Not where you’re concerned.”

She was glad that her headache was gone, but the cause of it was still there. Rose asked him what he wanted besides sex with her. His lower lip pouted out, and she chose to ignore it. He was getting on her last nerves.

“I did want to bring you your cat.” The cat in question got out of the basket and came to her. Picking her up, she was happy for the purrs she was giving her and held her to her. “I could be very jealous of that cat right now. Why don’t we start over? You can tell me about yourself, and I can tell you something about me. I’m an open book to you.”

“Why are you still bothering me when I’ve told you several times that we’re not going to be anything to one another?” He moved in that stealthy way that brought him to her in seconds. “You’re scaring me when you do that.”

“I want you to know that you’re the only woman for me. And those marks on your throat make it so that anyone who comes upon you knows the same.” He brushed his lips over the two wounds, and she felt herself getting wet. All she had to do was think about how they were on her throat, and she would get that way. “I can smell you. Why don’t you allow me to take you right here?”

“You don’t give up, do you?” She let out a long breath when he took a step back. “Why are you making me crazy like this? What have I done to you to make you keep me on my toes?”

“You’re my mate.” She wanted to deny it but didn’t know what it meant to him. She’d been reading up on vampires and all the books said that they were monsters. She walked around her shop so that there was a car between them. “I could very easily talk to you, and you’d beg me to make you come. Say the word, love, and I could have you screaming out my name as I plunder you. I promise not to touch you until you beg me to do so.”

“I know you can do all that. That’s what makes me so frustrated with you.” He laughed, and she felt like he’d caressed her. “Stop it. Just can’t we have a conversation without you trying to get into my underwear?”

“I suppose. It’s not much fun, but I’m willing to try. What is it you’d like to know?” She asked him how old he was. “I don’t know the exact date of my birth. I know that I’m several thousand years old. Perhaps twenty-four hundred.”

“I’m twenty-six.” He nodded. She wondered if he knew how old she was and how he’d found out. “You say I’m your mate. How do you know? I mean, it could just be a sexual attraction between the two of us that makes you want me.”

“I do want you, but it’s more than that. I wish to protect you as well. Knowing that you’re my mate has a great deal to do with the sex part of our relationship, but not all. I want to protect you from your father as well as anyone else that gets it into their head that you should be hurt. I protect what’s mine.” She said that she wasn’t property. “No, you’re not. You’re so much more than that. When I said I protect what is mine, I would hope that you’d do the same for me someday. I might need you in the future. What else would you like to know?”

“Can you only feed from me? I read that in a smut book that was at the library. By the way, they paint you just like you are. A sex hungry animal that all you want is sex and blood.” He laughed and told her that’s on his mind a great deal too. But yes, he can only feed from her. “How am I supposed to believe you?”