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lips and pressed a kiss to the back of Dane’s. “So, what are our plans for the evening?”
    “You plan to stay?”
    “Nowhere else I want to be.”
    “I didn’t get that impression from you earlier today.”
    “Forgive me for leaving you that way. I needed to clear my head.”
    “And did you?”
    “Yes.”
    “Then the plan for the evening is us. Naked. In my bed.”
    “Never let it be said that I left a beautiful man disappointed.”
    “I was not disappointed last night.”
    “Nor will you be tonight.”
    “No, I don’t expect I will be. You did say I could have you.” Truth be told, Dane was nervous. He hadn’t taken the top position in sex for several decades, at least. But with Jorge, just once, he wanted that all encompassing feeling of being surrounded in warmth and tightness. To be cradled in the most intimate way possible.
    “ Sim , and you shall. Do you need to check in with your restaurant before we go upstairs?”
    “No. I called before I left the bookstore. My manager is paid handsomely to not need my nightly interference.”
    “Why did you open a restaurant and pub?”
    “Humans need to eat. I have learned a lot about a lot of things over the centuries and that is one constant. They enjoy good food, good drinks, and good company. I owned a cafe once upon a time in Paris along with a patisserie. I owned a small tea shop in London as well as one in New York for a time. Indulging the appetites of humans for food or the singular pleasure of reading scandalous books has always been a goal for me. There is so much pain they suffer.”
    “Most of it is brought on by their own actions.”
    Dane couldn’t argue that point. “But they should have simple things that bring them happiness. I have found food as a way to do that. Good food.”
    “You’ve been all over the world, why did you settle in Savannah?”
    “It’s quaint, parts of it are still in touch with its past and it’s respected. She’s a wonderful little city with an elegance that I don’t tire of the way I did Paris and London after a time. Perhaps because they were so large, but Savannah made me happy, if happy can be achieved for one such as me.”
    “Happy can be, Dane. Happy most definitely can be.”
    “You sound so sure of that,” Dane said, his voice taking on a wistful quality even he couldn’t mistake hearing.
    “I am.”
    Dane fought the urge to look at Jorge. He knew the other vampire believed everything he was saying, but Dane had doubts. Their experiences with being immortal creatures were too different. “I have found satisfaction from time to time, but I can’t say I’ve ever experienced happiness. I’m not even sure what it would feel like and if I’d recognize it.”
    “What do you feel when you look at me?”
    Dane smiled. His eyes grew heavy and his cock filled. “Lust,” he answered immediately.
    “Do you not think lust can lead to happiness?”
    “I think it can lead to a great many things. I’m not certain I could distinguish between them.”
    “I should work on that.” Jorge opened the door to the hotel lobby and ushered Dane inside. “Come, meu amor .”
    Dane hadn’t been paying attention to where they were. He’d been caught up being with Jorge, their conversation moving between seriousness and playful teasing, that everything around them had ceased to exist. “You speak with barely an accent,” he observed. “Unless you speak in your native tongue.”
    “I have been in America long enough that it has dissipated as it does when humans are here through generations.”
    “Your accent is beautiful, your language is as well.”
    “Have you visited Portugal?”
    “No.” And he suddenly regretted it. Not having visited more countries, more continents. He had stayed in places where he felt comfortable and he had never strayed far.
    “It’s a beautiful country. Delicious coffee. How old are you, Dane?”
    “I was turned in eighteen-eighty nine.”
    “Why do you take the