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Hope off at Miranda's. He dissolved into air molecules and made his way through the back door of the building
and down the hallway to Zacke's office. His hearing picked up the sound of one mortal heartbeat and then
Hawk's. Good, they were already there.
Evening, you two.
Zacke barely jumped when Miles rematerialized in front of him. Hawk just laughed.
So, how was the honeymoon? Zacke's grin resembled the one Miles could feel on his own lips.
How do you think?
All I know is, you don't seem as bad-tempered as you were before the wedding. Hawk's chuckle
followed Zacke's.
Miles gave a mock snarl before responding, I was not bad-tempered, just a bit anxious.
Afraid you couldn't keep it up to snuff?
Before Miles could reach out and grab Hawk, Zacke stepped between them.
Enough. Let's leave Miles some peace, shall we? You know one day you could be in this same
situation.
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bachelor. Not to mention I get all the perks without the chains.
Miles exchanged looks with Zacke. Both of them knew it wasn't just the extraordinary lovemaking but the
emotional feeling of being loved that made them want to put a fetter around their neck for eternity.
His snort preceded his question, So anything new on Guy?
No, he's kept pretty much quiet since he got Hope's invite to the wedding that is, after he threw a royal
tantrum.
Miles propped himself on the edge of Zacke's desk and resisted the urge to growl. Guy was an odious
piece of crap, but hopefully he realized by now Hope wasn't defenseless. She had him to protect her and if the
man kept on destroying his bride's peace of mind over Morgan Rarities, he would have more than a heart-to-
heart with the man, more like a fang-to-neck conversation.
So he's not made anymore midnight visits to the business?
No, he's pretty much become a model businessman. However, he did have a visitor while you were
gone. The guy looked like a dressed down version of a television lawyer. The man only stayed about ten
minutes, but Guy was smiling when he left. I still don't trust him as far as I could drop him when I'm airborne.
Zacke who had remained silent spoke up. Has Hope mentioned anymore of those phone calls?
Miles blinked. No, there haven't been any. It's strange they seemed to stop not long after I met Guy.
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can't figure out how he could do it. Or why he would.
Well, one thing's for certain. Guy's got something up his sleeve. I would keep a close eye on Hope.
No problem there, the woman is not leaving my side at night, Zacke.
Just make sure you let the woman get some sleep, Miles. She does work a day job. Hawk jumped out
of the way of Miles' mock slap.
Let me worry about her sleep. You find something on Guy.
Believe me, I'm trying. I don't like the little dandy either.
That makes three of us. Just get me something I can arrest him for and I'll be happy. And Miles
I know. You want to handle it the legal way. That's fine as long as he doesn't hurt Hope.
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Hope handed Miranda a Christmas ornament to go into one of the many boxes lined up in front of the
tree. Her boss had corralled her into helping take down at least one of the four trees the Kensingtons had put
up for Christmas.
Don't just stand there, tell me.
Tell you what, Miranda?
Miranda pointed a porcelain candy cane at Hope. You know very well what.
Hope burst out laughing. My honeymoon? Well, what can I say. It was fantastic!
Dish, girl, I want to hear where you went and almost all of the down and dirty details.
Hope's cheeks burned as she thought of some of those details. Okay& you talked me into it. She
crossed to the couch and settled back. We went to Miles' home in the sixteenth century for our honeymoon. It
was like you wouldn't believe, Miranda. A real honest-to-goodness castle.
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I would believe. I saw the twenty-first century version, when Zacke and I flew to Europe for a second
honeymoon after the twins were born. Now tell me the rest. Did Miles make your bones melt? Your toes curl?
Come on, Hope, don't leave me in suspense.
Hope laughed again, Miranda's words had flown from her mouth like a gaggle of geese. Let's just say,
you could fantasize all day long and still wouldn't get the mind-blowing sex I had.
Hope Morgan, make that Dunbar, I can't believe that came out of your mouth. Still, sex does have a way
of making you lose your inhibitions. Guess we are two lucky girls.
I couldn't agree more. So do you and Zacke have plans for New Year's Eve?
Miranda sighed. I wish. I will be on call at the hospital, since someone who shall remain nameless is
still on her honeymoon until after the first of the year. Zacke will probably have to work also, but he will try to
pop in around midnight.
I would say I'm sorry, but it would probably not sound too sincere. Hope giggled. I'm hoping to get
Miles to take me to Atlanta or we might just celebrate at home. I love the teleporting thing. It's so neat to just
arrive.
I bet. I never got to experience being teleported. Zacke was beginning to suffer all types of symptoms by
the time we married. And of course you know the story of how he almost died, became mortal again, and
settled down to be a dad.
Yes, Miles told me. I'm so glad it all worked out, Miranda. I hope one day we have children too. Of
course, if they are anything like Miles when he's being stubborn, I'll want to pinch their necks in two.
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out of her skin. But, she could not keep her heart from beating double time, nor could she stop the
dampness coating her panties.
Well, you shouldn't have such great hearing, Vamp Boy!
Miles leaned over the couch, planted a kiss on her neck, and then sniffed.
I think it's time we went home, Mrs. Dunbar.
Miles, I'm helping Miranda. Can't we stay a bit longer?
We could, but I don't think Miranda would appreciate me stripping you naked and taking you on her
couch. His whispered words sent another wave of dampness to her sex. Her nipples tightened until they
ached.
I guess we should go. I'm sure there are things we need to take care of back at the house.
Yeah, I bet. Go on you newlyweds. Just make sure you get in some food for Hope, Miles. I cleaned out
the fridge when I watered the houseplants. You might be able to live on love and blood alone, but your wife
needs more sustenance.
Miles jumped over the couch and kissed Miranda on the forehead before responding verbally.
Yes, Mom, I'll do just that.
Her husband turned to her, pulled her up off the couch, and locked his arms around her waist. He
lowered his head and took her lips in a scalding promise of what was to come. Hope's arms crept to his
shoulders as she gave herself up to his kiss. She thought she heard the faint sound of Miranda's laughter, but
when she opened her eyes, both she and Miles stood in her bedroom.
Once, he removed his lips from hers, Hope spoke, Miles, it was rude to just pop out like
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smelled Hope's arousal. The nectar of her womanhood was more potent than the finest blood in the
world. Just a whiff and his shaft hardened like set mortar. It was a miracle Miranda hadn't seen the evidence of
his desire.
He backed Hope up until her knees hit the bed. A gentle push and she lay back against the bedspread.
Miles pushed her legs apart and moved between her thighs. A brief touch and the skirt she wore rode her hips.
He slid his hands under the waistband of her lavender underwear. A slow glide and her panties slid down her
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