David got up from the bar and walked to the shadows so he could watch the beautiful redhead. He looked at her with a growing need to shelter her from the club. More importantly, what and who was in the club. He'd never felt this way before. What was it about this woman? She was human for gods' sake! Why did he feel this primal pull toward her?

He nearly smiled as she looked over her shoulder at the bar to find he was no longer there. At least he knew he wasn't the only one affected by what was between them. When she looked back to the man sitting at the table with her, David wanted it to be him that she was looking at. Was the guy her boyfriend? At the thought David felt a growl coming on…she was his.

His imagination ran wild as he started to picture his hands running through her shiny, wild red hair. How her head would tip up to look at him. Her mouth would part as her eyes closed, and he would lean over to have a taste of her neck. Slowly, his elongated fangs would draw softly over her pulse and she'd shudder, exposing her neck and giving him better access.

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