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"Yes, sir?" she said when Michael lay safely out of earshot

"How are you, little one?" came Søren’s voice over the line

"Lonely for a certain six-foot-four blond Scandinavian guy I know"

Griffin started to go back into Michael’s room and Nora barred the closed door with her body

"Anyone I know?" Søren asked

"Alexander Skarsgård" Griffin feinted to the right before atte and braced it on the door fraentleman"

"He’s a Swedish vampire Anyway, how are you, sir?"

She heard Søren’s quiet laugh on the other end of the line

"Intrigued"

Nora’s blood moued Søren intrigued? This could not even begin to be a good thing

"Intrigued by what? Or by whom, should I ask?"

"By a certain reporter who appeared at Mass this evening Suzanne Kanter"

Nora groaned and not just orry but reluctant pleasure Griffin had taken a different tack and now kissed the sensitive tendon where her neck met shoulder As he kissed her, he unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the expanse of his muscled chest and stomach

"Oh, God, she’s pretty, isn’t she?" she asked, not feeling the slightest shard of jealousy, but only fear An intrigued Søren was a distracted Søren She needed hi and detached so he could deal with the ued

"Yes, she’s lovely Dark red hair, dark eyes, quite tall," he said and she heard the slightest ae in his voice Griffin unhooked her bra and started sliding it down her arms "She would look exquisite on my St Andrew’s Cross"

Suddenly visions of newspaper headlines danced through her head