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and brightened the room. Jackie when to the window, pulled back the transparent curtains for a better look, and there was their ride waiting for them. "Time to go, what's your name, by the way?"
    He opened the door for her. "Kyle."
    "And your last name?"
    There was a brief hesitation on his part. "McKane."
    She held her hand out to him to shake, again aware of the shock that entered her body through contact with him, but she kept her smile up. If he felt the same thing then his poker face was just as good as hers. "Nice to meet you, let's get going."
    He smiled, warm and powerful enough to spread the shocking tingle to her legs. "Yes, let's. I suppose you won’t introduce yourself?"
    “No point really, since you already know my name.” She pulled out her wallet and waved it at him. Then she sighed. “I’m Jackie Moore, how do you do, sir?”
    He chuckled. “Very well today. Shall we go to the library?”
    Jackie couldn't wait to get there, because the sooner they were there the sooner she could slip away and give Mike a call.
     
     
     
    FOUR
     
    Kyle paid the cab driver and got out, holding the door open for his new tour guide with a grin. Her eyes went down his torso and widened. His gaze followed hers to where his coat opened, and landed on the gun sitting in its holster.
    He was glad the cab drove away before she said anything. "Why would you carry a gun?" She stepped away from him.
    He straightened his jacket, hiding it from her sight. "I figured if I was leaving your apartment today as a human then I'd need to carry it."
    Her wide eyes didn’t go back to their normal size. "Why would you need a gun to begin with?"
    "I'm in a city filled with witches, warlocks and vampires, if it had not been for one of those witches, I wouldn't be in this situation. I figured I'd need it for protection."
    Her blue eyes blazed behind those glasses of hers, and he wanted to take them off to see how bright they could be without them. "I don't like guns."
    She spun to march away but he snatched her arm and turned her to face him. "Calm down, it's legal. I used to be a bodyguard."
    She cocked her head, eyeing him suspiciously. "I didn't know bodyguards carried guns."
    He released her. "Not all, just some." He turned and walked up the library steps.
    If he was scaring her then he'd let her go. She did enough by giving him one more night of normalcy and then bringing him here. It shouldn't be long before he could find the woman who did this to him and have her reverse the spell anyway.
    He couldn't stop the upturn of his lips when her footsteps crunched against the snow behind him, and she was beside him again. They were silent until they reached the glass doors with the library hours painted on them. They had half an hour before closing.
    "You were cursed by the woman you were guarding?"
    "Yes."
    They entered the building together. Lamps were lit over dark wooden tables and glowing overhead but the place was bare.
    Kyle had never seen such a beautiful library. When Jackie called it nice she hadn't given it nearly the credit it deserved. A high arched ceiling made him feel small, painted with delicate angels fit for a church, pixies playing tag with each other in their clothes made of flowers of soft purples and pinks. Another area of the ceiling depicted a wolf howling at the full moon. Werewolf. And nearby stood a vampire dressed as though he was expected at a fancy party. His arms were crossed and a cocky smirk graced his lips, showing a hint of the fangs that Kyle knew all too well. A swirl of bats surrounded him.
    "Can vampires turn into bats?"
    "No, of course not. Hey Charity."
    Kyle hadn't realized she was leading him to the front desk until they stood before a tall, lean woman with hard blue eyes, a bun of pale blonde hair stretching her face back, and thin arms folded over a cream blouse. Her expression twisted her face and made Kyle feel anything but welcome.
    Hadn't Jackie said that this woman was a friend of hers?
    Jackie