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303 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 5, 2005
…you just never knew when a totally normal vampire errand would end in a bloodbath with severed-limb soap.
I opened my door and gaped. Sinclair was in my bed.
“Don't you think this is a little presumptuous?�
“N´Ç.â€�
“I debated outside your door and decided to give you space!�
“How sweet. Please strip now.�
I snorted, torn between irritation, arousal, and plain old happiness. One thing about Eric Sinclair: he didn't dither.
“Six months of pushing him away, and when I succeeded, I was sick about it.�
“Why don't you mind your own fucking business for once?� I snapped. “If I want to take my sister to my place of business, that's my own damned business and not any of your business.� Was I overusing the word business? Fuck it. “So mind your own business.�
But realizing—okay, admitting—I loved Eric Sinclair didn't solve anything. Real life was messy, and loving him didn't magically undo the old problems and make everything wonderful and perfect.