Seta's Fall
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Aria gave in and nodded in surrender. If he wanted to kill her, he could do it right here. And he had saved her life. She shifted the backpack on her shoulder and followed him out of the alley. He was right. Running from him was pointless. “Where are we going?”
“Someplace where we can talk.” He didn’t glance back, and Aria found herself admiring the way his broad shoulders filled out his black shirt as she walked behind him. She mentally scolded herself as her eyes, of their own volition, traveled the length of his back. What was wrong with her? The man, or vampire, could very well be leading her to her own death and she was checking him out?
“What do we have to discuss?” she asked.
He stopped abruptly, nearly causing Aria to run into him, before he turned and gazed down at her. Way down. He had to be six-four at least. “How old are you?”
“Twenty-six. Why?” Aria couldn’t define the look he gave her, but it made her shiver.
“Because you know my name, although we’ve never met, but I don’t know yours.” He glared at her, the look hard and assessing. “And apparently I’ve been dreaming about you since you were just a baby. It’s time I find out who the hell you are and what danger we pose to one another.”