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He sat down on the worn couch, smoothing out the cushions before he did so. Jamie crossed over as if to sit next to him, but Luc shook his head, pointing to the overstuffed chair across from him. “There.”

Jamie froze for a moment, then smirked at him as he took a seat. “What? You afraid of little old me?”

“The better question is, Why are you not afraid ofme?”

Jamie leaned forward in his chair. “Why would I be?”

Shock at the young man’s casual attitude made Luc blunter than he would normally be. “You’ve seen my eyes, my fangs. I’m assuming you might even have seen me kill in one of those helpful visions of yours. You called me ‘monster’ before. You’re not wrong. It’s natural for a human to fear a vampire.”

The smile Jamie gave him started slow, a tilting up of the corners, but it grew steadily until he was practically beaming at Luc. “Yeah, you’re a monster,” he agreed easily. “But you’remymonster.”

Luc sucked in a breath, feeling momentarily…unmoored. Who was this strange human, to say such things to him?

Jamie, seemingly satisfied with rendering Luc mute for the moment, leaned back against his seat in a graceful sprawl, one leg hooked over the arm of the chair. Luc took in the sight with greedy eyes. He had to admit to himself what he hadn’t wanted to the night before, too focused on keeping the monster from tearing right into the delicious-smelling stranger.

Young Jamie was sexy as hell.

He had an underlying androgynous beauty, roughened up by his dyed hair and punk style. His lips were full and naturally reddened in a distractingly enticing way. And he wasn’t shy of meeting Luc’s gaze; that was certain. Those dark eyes were focused on him with an intensity Luc didn’t usually see in mortals.

Luc wanted to eat him up.And we will, his monster crooned.In time.

Luc had no idea why his monster had gone from chomping at the bit with impatience to settling in for a game of cat and mouse, but he had no choice but to be grateful for the reprieve. He still had questions.

“Tell me about the visions,” he ordered.

Jamie cocked his head. “The visions of you or the visions in general?”

“Let’s begin with ‘in general,’ I think.”

Jamie bit that delicious lip again before finally turning his gaze away. “They started when I was a kid. I had…glimpses. People I hadn’t met. People I knew doing stuff I’d never seen them doing. Took me a while to figure out I was seeing stuff that hadn’t happened yet. Sometimes it was little stuff. Sometimes it was bigger. I saw— There was—” He broke off, shrugging. “Anyway, it is what it is. Like I said, it usually happens when I’m asleep.”

Luc considered pressing him on whatever he’d been about to say but in the end decided to leave it. For now. “And you can tell the difference? Between dream and vision?”

Jamie was tapping the fingers of his right hand against his thigh, a nervous habit Luc had clocked the night before. “Oh yeah. It’s obvious. I just…know. Not that it does any good.” He gestured with his chin to the mantle, where there was a photo of him and the bartender, arm in arm. “Monique and I used to be a lot closer. Then I had a vision of her ex getting into a crash before it happened. I warned her about it, but it was already too late. The whole experience freaked her out a bit.Itend to freak people out a bit, if I let my guard down.”

Luc’s lip curled at the thought. Humans were so goddamn narrow-minded. “She should have beenhonored,” he bit out.

Jamie laughed in surprise. “What?”

“You have a gift,” Luc explained. “You’ve been blessed with the Sight. She should have been honored to be the focus of one of your visions.”

Jamie gave him an assessing look. “Some would say it’s a curse. If I can’t change the outcome. I don’t have any actual power, not really.”

Luc waved a hand in the air, dismissing that thought. “It depends how you look at it, I suppose. But I say any ability beyond the norm like that makes you…special. Unique. And who doesn’t want to be unique in this boring, mundane world?”

Jamie didn’t respond, only smiled at him, eyes glowing, like Luc had just done something truly amazing.

Luc cleared his throat. “And your visions of me?”

“Oh, I’ve been having them for years now. Little glimpses. I knew right away we were connected. Bound.” Jamie’s lips parted slightly as he kept staring at Luc with that unnerving intensity. “Was I right about that?”

Luc nodded carefully. Bound they certainly were.

Jamie smiled brightly. “Awesome. Can I suck you off?”

Fucking hell. Luc found himself frozen again, even as his cock filled at the impertinent request. That was the last thing he’d expected to come out of the admittedly peculiar human’s mouth.

That mouth. Luc took it in again. Those red lips, the way Jamie kept biting at them when he wanted to tease. Because that was what he was doing, wasn’t it?TeasingLuc.

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