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stop being so rude?”
    “I again apologize for my rudeness… it was poor manners. I tend to get… abrupt when I’m fatigued.”
    “Ok, then if I can help you become more light tolerant, would you… Show me your collection? I’m fascinated by antiquities.”
    “Just antiquities? Or the subject matter?” Marcas asked, watching her redden as he stood. “Yes, I will show you; even if you can’t help me. Did you eat?”
    “I did, thank you.”
    “Come to me, Courtney. There is no reason to fear me,” he suddenly ordered. Without recognizing her instant obedience to his command, Courtney stood in front of him. He rested his large hands on either side of her face, pulled her towards him and kissed her temple. A flush covered every inch of her skin and she quivered under his touch. His mouth found her lips and Courtney clutched the desk to keep from crumbling to the floor as he gently, but powerfully, devoured her. Until that moment, the term ‘weak in the knees’ had meant nothing. Now it took every bit of strength she had to just remain standing.
    “We will help each other as we help Sebastian. You must obey my wishes. Will you do that?” Marcas huskily asked before probing her with his tongue and then pressing her against his hard body. His erection pushed impatiently in her belly and she gasped at the size.
    “Uh huh,” she whispered, feeling drained as he released her and allowed her to slowly collapse into the chair. With a smile and soft touch on her cheek, he was gone.
    What the HELL just happened ? She asked herself, shaking the cobwebs from her head. How in the world did he manage to reduce me to a bowl of Jell-O? I’m a nurse… ok… Pheromones… yes, can’t deny the effect of pheromones, especially when abundant in gallons… that’s gotta be it. Stimulating the endorphin response. Ok, back to work… Damn!
    When she was able to support her weight on her rubbery legs, Courtney walked upstairs to check on Sebastian. He smiled at her as she entered the room and patted the side of the bed. He took her hand as she sat, squeezing it gently. “How are you doing, my dear? I am so glad you decided to stay. Marcas is going to need a friend when I’m gone.”
    “Marcas needs some serious therapy. Will you please explain that man to me? To start with, how old is he?” she asked casually, making some notes.
    “He’s caught your eye, hasn’t he? Ahh, don’t deny it. He’s a handsome devil, but very particular about the women he’s courted. He has… some peculiar interests.”
    “Is that what you call it? Fetish is a better term,” Courtney chuckled, stroking his arm.
    “Yes… but it is part of who he is. We all have our dark sides, but most of us fear what we can’t control. Only those with true courage stand to face, and accept, that part of who they are. Marcas is doing just that.”
    “You admire him,” Courtney stated bluntly.
    “I admire, love, and trust him. I’ve known him since he was a young boy. He’s 37 now and I still see that precocious child slip out now and then. Especially when he’s in the middle of a treasure hunt.”
    “Treasure hunt?”
    “Oh, yes… that is why we are here. Marcas is seeking the final piece to his collection. We’ve traveled all over the world and everything pointed to here.”
    “Does he know where it is?”
    “Oh yes. He only needs to discover how to procure it,” Sebastian said, his eyes glittering as he gazed at her.
    “He doesn’t strike me as the type who will accept the word ‘no’ as an answer.”
    “He isn’t, however, there are some things that will break if forced. This item must be given to him without conditions. It belongs to a private party.”
    “What if they don’t want to give it away? It obviously has some value.”
    “It is priceless. But, it’s nothing but a showpiece in the hands of the wrong owner. Marcas can bring it to life; he has that way about him.”
    “I’m sure…” Courtney said, her lips still