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"You," he answered quietly "Every inch of you, in every way possible I want to start at the top of your head and nibble ive you this--you’re e he had painted in her mind, it was an effort to keep her voice steady

Theslower and hter Straps crisscrossed the back of her top, leaving parts of her back bare to the touch of his hand His dark eyes burned into hers, hot and hungry Kaitlyn’s heart skipped a beat She had seen looks like that before, in the eyes of her father’s people But Zack didn’t belong to her father’s coven, or any coven

Still, the look unsettled her and when the music ended, she told Zack she needed to sit down She wasn’t tired, but she needed to put some space between the her, when he was looking at her like that, as if he was a hungry cat, and she a tasty mouse

He escorted her to a nearby table, held her chair for her "How about a drink?" he asked, and when she nodded, he pulled his cell phone from his pocket and called the bar in the casino

"Why didn’t you just order from the bar up here?" Kaitlyn asked

"That’s for the tourists I have my own private stock downstairs"

Less than fivea bottle of Clos Du Mesnil chanon Rosé A waitress arrived oblets and a plate of canapés

Zack disestured at the bottles "What’s your pleasure?"

"I don’t know anything about chane"

"Well, the Clos Du Mesnil costs about seven hundred dollars; the Do ne?" She shook her head in alasses with liquid that was straw gold in color, then handed her one "What shall we drink to?"

"Beginnings?" she suggested

"Beginnings," he repeated, and touched his glass to hers

He watched her over the rilass as he sipped his wine, and for one ainst the side of her neck, his tongue lightly stroking her skin

"Katy, let’s go where we can be alone"

She nibbled one of the canapés, then shook her head "I don’t think that’s a good idea"

"Why not? Are you afraid of"What are you afraid of?"

"The way youway too fast I hardly know you"

"What do you want to know?"

She sipped her drink, then set her glass aside "Everything"

"Everything, huh?" He dragged a hand over his jaw "My parents are dead I’le and I’m crazy about you What else do you need to know?"

"How old are you?"

"Thirty-one"

"When’s your birthday?"

"August the fourth"

"A Leo," she said, sns," he y?"

"No, not really"

"Do you read your horoscope every day?"

"No," he said, laughing "Why, do you?"