“This is not over.” The well-aimed squirt of water hit him straight in the back.
“What the hell, girl?”
Laura swallowed hard when he swung round. Oh she’d done it now. She had his attention, but he looked furious, as he slowly pulled his shirt off his muscled torso. His belt and jeans were next, the movements slow and meticulous, designed to convey his displeasure.
She was already on her feet. Not that she got further than the open doorway, before he’d caught up with her. Fangs extended he sank them into her breast, and Laura screamed her surrender.
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