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or Katarina," she responded, but her words trailed off as if waiting for him to make any important announcements.
    "My place, then." He adjusted the Bluetooth to his ear and called his housekeeper with instructions for his arrival. With only a casual glance at his side mirror before switching lanes, he added, "Now I can take care of filling my appetite, one way and then another."
    "That's the Damien I know."
    "Was there another?"
    "You had me a bit worried. The silent, brooding ... cold, new version threw me off."
    Her diagnosis hung and settled over him.
    "Maybe I have cause to be."
    "Maybe." She took a deep breath. "And that's why I'm here."
    "You're the cure?"
    "A cure is a second chance reminder to live life."
    Damien applied brakes in the car for the traffic light, but also for this conversation. "Doesn't mean it's a do-over. You can't repeat the past."
    "No, we can't, can we? Sad in so many ways." She looked out the window. The intermittent street lights danced with her reflection.
    "Why would you want to? It's why we're done." Damien's bitterness punctuated the finality. "You moved on."
    "And I kept moving on. Looking for that elusive element that at one time brought pure joy to my heart."
    Damien couldn't take the platform and make the same claim. He hadn't moved on. The ditch he'd dug around his personal space didn't allow for anyone to cross over or reach out to bond with him. Not that his attitude invited anyone, but the determined ones who were set on remolding him to what they wanted. But that's what Anna said she couldn't master with him.
    Back on his territory, he pulled into the garage. By the time he exited the car, Anna was already out and joining him to walk into the house.
    "Just so you know no one could blow my mind with making me orgasm like you," she tossed out.
    Damien tripped up the last step into the laundry room. His big toe throbbed. "Okay, so what has changed about you is your frequency to remove the filter from your thoughts."
    "Mr. Laurent, your dinner is on the sideboard in the dining room. Would you be needing anything else?" His housekeeper greeted them with a cheery neutral smile.
    There was no way that she didn't hear Anna's high-pitched, out-of-breath declaration. But admittedly, his track record at the house wasn't squeaky clean with his escapades.
    "Thank you. We'll be fine," he said, trying his best not to look like an embarrassed adolescent.
    Anna giggled. "I think I need a glass of wine."
    Damien ushered her into the dining room and headed over to the convenient mini-bar that was part of the decor in almost every room.
    "In keeping with my full disclosure, I had a few lovers." Anna took the wine and swallowed a big gulp. Her tongue swiped away the wetness from her lips.
    Damien sipped from his glass. That damn tongue of hers . His crotch tightened.
    "I like sex. We both know you opened the floodgates," She continued with her destruction of his willpower.
    "You could have come back if you felt starved."
    "I could have." She bit her lip.
    Damien clenched his teeth to stop from sucking on said lip. "But then you had Javier and others to play with."
    "Followed in your footsteps."
    "I never slept around with you," he said each word slowly. He might have been a lot of things, but he was never a cheater. Not even tempted.
    "Neither did I. But you had a certain sensibility about flirting and being emotionally disengaged. So in a weird sort of way, you devoured a woman with your charm and conversation. By the time you were done with her, she believed that she'd been seduced by her mysterious lover."
    "And now ... what? Suddenly you no longer believe this craziness about me?"
    She shook her head. "I still believe in your super powers." She provided the air quotes. "But with this change in you, I'd say now you're probably a bit more withdrawn about it. You probably take, but don't give back anything."
    "From caveman to a vampiric lover. You're bursting with compliments. And yet, you're here in my