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Inside the bar, Stefan’s hand squeezedat hi his irises before dwindling to norate the effect of the phero off a hundred peoplemajor sexy-time had to be pretty damn potent

"You okay?" I asked him

He nodded, his lips set in a hard line "Where is he?"

I pointed with my free hand "Dance floor"

We picked our way across the crowded, tee our best not to step on anyone The vortex of activity still swirled around the dance floor, and yep, there was the naked, grinninghips as he received tribute fro totally rude, a part ofblow jobs here, because if eren’t, there could be soe done

"It’s a satyr," Stefanmy cheek I shivered involuntarily at the sensation Okay, I know thein ht be, but I haven’t seen one in centuries"

"Great," I said "What’s he doing here?"

"I don’t know," Stefan said "But he’s in rut"

As a Michigan girl, I knehat that erous to huet hietic "But I fear it’s like ravening for us There’s nothing to do but let it run its course"

"Yeah, that’s not an option" I gestured at the orgiastic sea "This is not safe sex, Stefan Can we use dauda-dagr to de-rut hih for us to establish control of this particular situation" Stefan shifted I wondered if his control earing thin "If I estion, I recommend that you call your patroness for advice before we make any attempt on the satyr"

"Hel?" I asked "She, uh, doesn’t exactly coy"

He shook his head "The laht Patroness was the sort of old-world tery Stefan favored As far as I was concerned, Lurine Hollister was my friend Well, and my former babysitter But she’d made it clear to Stefan that she considered me under her protection, which was okay byback to ancient Greece, Lurine probably had experience with satyrs

There was no point in trying to htclub Stefan and I beat a hasty retreat back to the parking lot

"Well?" Cody gavelook

"He’s a satyr," I inforet hier and took outan expert"

Just when I was starting to fearto voice mail, Lurine picked up "Hey, cupcake How are you?"

"I’ot a satyr in rut here"

"Really?" Her voice took on a note of surprised delight "How fun!"

"No, not fun! This isn’t some woodland roy over at Rainbow’s End A huhtmare, possible lawsuits!"

"Okay, okay," Lurine said irl What do you want ed self-consciously at my tank top, which I had in fact not kept entirely on so far tonight "What I want is to find a way to containwait, you can do that?"

"Do what?"

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