Page 14 of My Boyfriend Bites

“Because people were superstitious.”

“What if you were wrong and you met a vampire? What would you do?” he asked as they walked up the hall.

“Depends on if it tries to bite me.”

“And if it went in for a nibble?”

“Guess I’d have to go Buffy on its ass.” She paused. “This is my room. Thank you for walking me. Good night.”

“You’re sure I can’t convince you to join me for a nightcap?”

“I told you before, I don’t drink.”

“It doesn’t have to contain alcohol.”

She almost said yes, but a strange noise had her eyeing the door for her cabin. “Do you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

A press of her bracelet against the pad unlocked the door, and she entered to find water pouring from the ceiling.

She gaped.

Dante glanced past her and whistled. “I think someone sprang a leak.”

“My things,” she squeaked, racing to her tablet, which remained dry where it sat on a dresser top, but the clothes in the closet and other effects… She hugged the device to her chest as she stared in horror.

Dante had the presence of mind to call guest services, and in short order, maintenance arrived. Their verdict?

The toilet in an upstairs cabin had overflown, and a guest services agent apologized profusely.

Within the hour, she was several levels up in a huge and gorgeous suite that didn’t cost her a thing, part of the compensation from the cruise line for her things being ruined.

The“we’re so sorry this happened”also came with a credit at the gift shop for her to replace clothes, although nothing could be done for her soaked books—thank goodness she still had plenty downloaded on her tablet. One plus, she received access to the a la carte restaurant and private pool deck. Oh, and her new living quarters came with a sexy neighbor across the hall.

At least Dante didn’t crow about finally getting her where he wanted, but he did leave her with one tantalizing image. “I’m going for a night swim. Care to join me?”

Dante in swim trunks, bare-chested, and slick with moisture?

Rather than drool in public, she pictured the handsome flirt while safely ensconced in her new room. She imagined him while she let her fingers play, her orgasm quick, but not truly satisfying.

If only she dared to indulge in her desire for the real thing, but the risk remained too great. How she’d love to meet someone who could handle her—and the wolf.

Chapter 4

Fuck his blue balls.Dante couldn’t recall the last time a woman left him unfulfilled—or rejected him.

Upon hearing Selene had not only turned down his upgrade offer, but also cancelled dinner, his first reaction had been anger.

She dared to spurn him!Her loss.

That initial spurt only masked the actual disappointment.

“What do you mean she said no?” he’d almost shouted at Rennie.

His man had shrugged. “Woman has got it in her head you want something in return.”

He did, but still… “Does she not grasp the compliment in my interest?”

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