Chapter 15

She glanced down at the towel and then back at his eyes, ignoring his full-blown erection. “I hope you intend to pick up after yourself.” She turned and headed down the hallway.

Following her, he enjoyed the wiggle of her cute little but covered in the tight black denims. “Is that what you're wearing tonight to meet all of your suitors?”

“Something a little sexier.”

“Don’t see anything unsexy about the jeans.”

She glanced over her shoulder. “Did you practice your smooth words on human females for all of those years?”

“Did it have the right effect on you?”

She gave a half grunt. “No. So what do you think about my plan?”

“Sounds like it could be a circus.” Sitting down at the head of the table, he smelled the rich blood of the fresh meat, warm and rare like he preferred.

She sat down opposite him. “Yeah, I thought maybe the more possible candidates we could draw out—”

“You could draw out.” He still couldn’t curb his anger with the notion of her ac