After eating, they showered together again, but no making love was involved, and then they went to bed and fell asleep in one another’s arms. “I want to kill him!” Chuck stated harshly to Indian Joe, who was working a few hours for him, as he often did on the weekends. The old Indian looked up at him with obsidian eyes. “Only a fool would try to kill a vampire as old as Devin Knight, my friend. You may be strong and powerful. But you are not as strong or nearly as fast as he.” “You should see her! She looks damn near dead already!” he said with extreme exasperation. Joe walked out from behind the counter and laid a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “You forget one thing. This is her choice!” “She’s not thinking clearly. I know she’s not. He has her hypnotized or whatever it is they do.” Joe took his arm back. “This may be or may not be the case. But consider this: She has known Devin Knight all her life!” Joe had his attention. “Yeah…You’re right. She has.”
