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Duncan told him. “And she’s new to Miami and still feeling her way. Hell, we all are. It’s just that some of us have known each other longer than others. Give her time.”
    “Good point. Let us know if there’s anything else we can do.”
    “Will do.” Duncan ended the call.
    He was frowning when he reached his fifteen thousand square foot house. He would pack two bags. One of them would be a backpack filled with weapons, cash, a few toiletries and ways to keep himself protected from the sun. That would be the essential bag.
    The other would be filled with luxuries like extra clothing, along with a securely encrypted laptop in case he found some time to get some work done. While he would also definitely pack a satellite phone as well, the land magic around Devil’s Gate interfered with phone reception so they would have to plan on being self-sufficient.
    They would have to drive to Devil’s Gate from Reno, which meant they needed to rent an SUV. He made more calls to arrange a rental, including camping supplies, food and water for Seremela, and several cases of bloodwine. He tried to rent an RV, but there weren’t any available on short notice within five hundred miles of Devil’s Gate.
    If retrieving Seremela’s niece took longer than a few days, and if anything happened to his food supply, he would have to hunt for sustenance. Hopefully he would be able to find and pay for willing donors. If not, he would do what he had to do. He thought of the delectable healthy blush that had risen in Seremela’s cheeks, and rather to his shock, his cock hardened in response.
    He was an intelligent, educated and mature man who believed in law, in self control, and in regulating his emotions. He did not mix his appetites or confuse hunger for sustenance with sexual desire. He would not be that inconsiderate, either to his donors or to his lovers. Not even when a chaotic, sexy harpy had offered him a chance to taste her rare blood in exchange for sex had he given in to temptation.
    But he also knew there were places and times where the law did not reach, and Devil’s Gate was one of those places and one of those times. Apparently there were also times when a man’s appetites became mixed, no matter how much self control he might try to exert over himself.
    It had been some time since Duncan had done so, but he knew how to navigate through lawlessness. In fact he was looking forward to it again, and while he would have helped Seremela for decency’s sake, no matter what, it certainly did not hurt in the slightest that she was so very beautiful, and he was intensely attracted to her.
    No doubt she would be very grateful for everything he did. She might even offer to feed him, herself.
    If she did, despite all of his carefully thought out principles, he would take what she offered. Hell, he would jump at the chance. His cock grew even harder as he thought of her bare, slender neck arched in invitation. He thought of sinking his teeth into her soft skin while her breasts filled his hands, and his erection grew so tight it became painful.
    Oh, Duncan, he thought. You had to go there too, didn’t you? Rune had been teasing, but he’d also had the right of it. You are a lowdown dirty dog.

Chapter Three
    The Dance
    While Seremela waffled over what to pack, her iPhone pinged. She hurried into the living room to snatch it up from the coffee table.
    She had received a text from Duncan. Everything is set. We have transportation to Reno, also an SUV with supplies. I’ll be there at noon to pick you up.
    An invisible weight lifted from her shoulders. She was intelligent and capable. She could have arranged transport. She could have retrieved Vetta on her own. But the fact that she didn’t have to, that she had the kind of emotional support that Duncan had so generously offered her, was indescribably wonderful. It spoke of serious caring, and friendship.
    The fact that she also found him heart-stoppingly sexy shouldn’t factor into
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