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he began again and stared
out the window.
    “Wow,” I exaggerated my disbelief. “You’d sleep with a woman
and not remember her name.”
    The taxi driver who had been focused on the road peered back
through the rear view window. Even he knew Chee/Mike was in deep doo-doo over
that one.
    “It was a long time ago. And I had a lot to drink that
night,” he said.
    “But you remembered what we did in my apartment.”
    “Yeah.” He leaned in closer, raising an eyebrow.
    I inhaled his aftershave, an intoxicating musk that spiked
heat between my legs.
    He whispered, “Of course.”
    I squeezed my thighs together, hoping he wouldn’t notice how
he’d affected me. “Dick.”
    When we arrived at my place, I pulled out some cash to pay
the driver, but Mike stopped me. “Go on, I’ve got it.”
    “Thanks,” I muttered and climbed out of the taxi.
    A moment later, he caught up to me and the taxi drove off.
    “What are you doing?” I asked.
    “Making sure you get home safe.”
    “O-kay,” I drew out the syllables. “I’m safe. Thank you for
your concern.”
    He walked with me up to my door. “You’re welcome.”
    I furrowed my eyebrows. “There are plenty of women back at
the club waiting for you to slay them with your rock star sex appeal.”
    “Slay,” he repeated with a laugh. “I like that.”
    “You’re wasting your time with me. I’m not sleeping with you
again.”
    “That not why I’m here. But now that you bring it up.” His
eyes widened with mischievousness. “Oh wait, you’re into girls. Should we find
one to join us?”
    What was with this guy? He was decent one minute wanting to
get me home safe and a dick the next. Probably just took me home to sleep with
me.
    I unlocked my door, but there was no way I was letting him
in. “Thank you for making sure I got home okay. Good night, Chee. Or Mike.
Whatever your real name is.”
    “Good night.” Dark brows tightened over inquisitive eyes.
“What is your name, anyway?”
    I entered my apartment and shot him a look of pure venom
before I slammed the door on him. Throwing my keys across the room, I shouted.
“Bastard!”

Chapter Two
     
    Danton
    My lover, Tracy, finished clearing up behind the bar and
cashed out.
    “Ready to go home?” she asked.
    “I’ll meet up with you. There’s something I need to discuss
with my brothers.”
    She peered at me with an inquisitive glint in her bright
eyes. “Can’t you communicate with them like this?”
    “I’d have to turn to stone. But I’d rather talk to them
face-to-face.”
    “Is it something you want to tell me?”
    “Not yet, my love. I’ll see you at home.”
    Since I’d taken the gargoyle oath with Tracy, my powers had
grown stronger, so much so I could now switch from stone to man at will. And as
the ancient magic filled me, I could also help my brothers come over, although
the process drained me.
    She kissed me and flashed a naughty smile. “I’ll be
waiting.”
    “I won’t be long.”
    “I hope not. It’s a cold night. I need you to warm me up.”
    I pulled her into my arms. She leaned in, pressing her full,
round breasts against me. My cock immediately responded. Her delicious scent
filled my nostrils. I gave her a kiss, deep and slow, enough to heat her up and
leave her wanting more.
    “I trust that will warm you enough to get you home.”
    “From my head to my toes. I’m all tingly with heat.” She
leaned in to whisper, “Especially one place in particular.”
    “One of my favorite places to warm up.” I grinned.
    “I’ll be waiting.”
    She put on a long black duster, which covered all her sexy
parts in a seductive package I couldn’t wait to unwrap. Tracy wore tight vinyl
dresses or fetish outfits fashioned in leather and lace to bartend here at the
club. With her pink hair and luscious figure, she commanded the attention of
all men who came into the bar, and most women too. I knew as I was one of them,
watching through stone eyes for many moons. Fantasizing