Ryan shook his head as the freak rainstorm stopped as suddenly as it had started. Turning the corner, he hit the brakes at the sudden vision in front of him. The tires locked on the wet tarmac, and the whole car slid. By the time he got the blasted thing back under control, there was no sign of the Brunette he’d been risking his life to avoid.
Fucking typical, of course she hadn’t been real. He punched the steering wheel and froze at the sultry voice behind him.
“So very nice of you to stop, human, especially as I’m starving.”
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