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hugged him. She yawned, her breasts rubbing against his shirt. After a few minutes she lifted off him, and he let loose a growl of complaint at the sense of loss he felt when his cock left the haven of her body. She gave him a saucy grin and a quick kiss on one corner of his mouth. “You want more, you’ll have to come across the hall.” She got to her feet and stared down at him, passion written all over her face and in the tense stance of her slender body. “You should come with me now. I want you again.”
    He wished he could, but his next appointment was important. He shook his head as he stood. He righted his clothing, tucked his cock into his pants, and zipped up. “I have a meeting with Xavier. I can’t cancel it.”
    Annoyance and that ever-present aggression flashed in her eyes, turning the hazel to a vibrant green before she tamped it down with an effort he could see. “I know,” she said, her eyes hazel once more. She took a breath, as if fighting for control, and pressed a slender hand to his cheek. “I realize this partnership is important. If we can establish a safe corridor between here and Cleveland, all of us will be more secure and better able to get supplies.”
    He helped her get dressed, though it took longer than it would have if she’d been on her own. Every few seconds he had to pause to stroke and kiss. When she was finally clothed, she seemed to have her emotions under control. With a teasing expression, she clucked her tongue and stared at him. “You didn’t even take off any of your clothes.”
    He grinned. “That’s the advantage men have, I suppose.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Well, when you decide to come to bed, you may find that advantage won’t work for you there.” She went on her tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss against his mouth, then moved away. Heading toward the door, she sent him a look over her shoulder that was full of promise. “See you later.”
    “Count on it.”
    After she’d gone, Duncan walked back around his desk and sat down. He could feel the grin on his face and knew he probably looked like a lovesick sap, but he didn’t care.
    She loved him.
    Finally, Kimber Treat loved him.

Chapter Two
    K imber retreated to the quarters she shared with Duncan. Giving a nod to the two vampires who guarded their suite, she twisted the knob and pushed open the door. After she closed it behind her, she leaned against it for a moment, rolling her forehead over the cool surface while she tried to fight the aggression that threatened to once again boil over. Eyes scrunched shut, palms pressed hard against the smooth metal surface, she clenched her jaw and drew a deep breath through her nose. Slow exhale. Another breath in. And out. Again.
    She would not give in to the swirl of dark energy living inside her. She couldn’t give in. To give in would admit defeat. Would grant dominance to the Unseen—that shadowy place where all life began and ended, the supernatural realm that she tapped into for the power of necromancy—and she had no intention of doing that. Ever.
    She only needed to find a way to get it out of her. That had to be why she was being so aggressive lately. And getting worse every day. Whatever had animated the dead and brought about the apocalypse had left a sliver inside her, a force she hadn’t really felt until she’d used her ability to put down some zombies. It had taken a lot out of her and left something behind. Something dark. Something menacing.
    Something that wanted to be free, but she sensed it didn’t want to rejoin the greater Unseen. No, it wanted to wreak havoc here in the human realm.
    And it planned to use her to do it. Whatever it was.
    She pushed away from the door and collapsed onto the thickly cushioned dark leather sofa in the living room. With a sigh, she toed off her athletic shoes. Leaning her head against the back of the couch, she lifted her legs to rest her heels on top of the glass and chrome coffee table. Duncan’s decorating