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when I realized someone had been in my apartment! Well, at least I wouldn’t be naked in front of two very sexy men. I pulled on an old pair of sweats and baggy T-shirt.
    A bowl of soup waited for me on the counter along with a glass of water. I slid onto one of the barstools on the other side of the counter.
    Nate leaned against the counter with a big smile. “So, darlin’, Dekker tells me you’ve got a bad case of denial.” His smile could melt the heart of the Antarctic.
    I shrugged. “It makes a hell of a lot more sense to believe I’ve been drugged than bitten by a vampire.”
    “So what will it take for you to believe it, if everything you saw at that little bloodfest won’t convince you?”
    “Maybe watching you get a nice sunburn? Oh, and that Ferine guy too. I’d really like to see him fry.” All this was his fault, tricking me like that.
    Nate chuckled. “Maybe old man Dekker would be willing to take a sunbath but I avoid pain. And that hurts, darlin’.”
    I snorted. Like getting a tan would really kill them. Freaks. “So who broke into my apartment? Is Sass OK?” I looked expectantly from one to the other.
    “I found your bag at Ferine’s warehouse. It had a key.” Nate gave me that panty melting smile again. I could have sworn I heard Dekker growl softly. “Sass is your cat?”
    I nodded and sucked in more of his great soup.
    “Other than trying to slip out the door, she’s fine.” He gave Dekker a wink.
    What the hell did that mean?
    Dekker sauntered across the large room. The main area made a large rectangle with floor to ceiling and wall-to-wall windows on the same end as the kitchen. The couch I’d been sleeping on sat facing them. Waist high book shelves made a divider between it and a larger sitting area with a huge flat screen TV on the far wall. Chairs and a long couch made a cozy seating area.
    Dekker opened a door just a few feet from the TV. From the kitchen it looked like a bathroom or laundry room. He stepped in and I heard a familiar hiss, yowl and Dekker swearing. Sassafras didn’t like to be picked up.
    “Sass? You brought Sass?” My elation turned to dread when I realized that meant one thing. Dekker had no intention of letting me go. Why else bring my cat?
    A small grey fur ball streaked out of the room and under the couch. I couldn’t help but chuckle at Dekker sucking a bloodied finger.
    I caught Nate staring at me with an odd look, something like sympathy on his face. “I’ll be goin’, Dekker. Listen, darlin’, Dekker’s a good man. He’ll take care of you. Just give him a chance.”
    I scowled at him. “I don’t need anyone to take care of me. This is kidnapping, and now you’re an accomplice.”
    He sighed and leaned close. “Darlin’, Dekker’s just trying to protect you. Ferine’s a nasty piece of work. But I think you know that already. If you leave here, he’ll find you and finish what he started. Or the inner circle will see to it you have a nice accident. Either way, you’ll be dead.”
    He sounded so earnest, like he really believed my life could be in danger. He shoved off the counter and swaggered to the door Dekker held open for him. He looked just as hot from the back. But my gaze still drifted to Dekker in his formfitting blue jeans and black T-shirt. I remembered how good he’d felt tight against my naked body. Try as I might, I couldn’t deny the man still made my panties wet.
    I finished eating an unbelievable amount of soup. A few sacks and boxes sat on the counter and floor.
    “Why don’t you get that stuff put away? Nate and I put the stuff in the fridge already. Feel free to arrange things any way you want. It’s not like I use the kitchen.”
    “Right, because vampires don’t eat. But apparently they cook.” I waggled the pot of leftover soup at him.
    His lips twisted in a wry grin. “If you call opening a can and adding a few things cooking, then sure, Nate cooks. I don’t. So if you want to eat, you’ll be doing