Warm skin touched her coolness. A large masculine arm lay across her, holding her. For a moment, she was startled to find another person in her bed. His scent enveloped her. Lub-dub. Lub-dub. His heart beat against her back slow and heavy. Once the shock had worn off, she relaxed into his embrace and enjoyed the moment until hunger and temptation found her. She eased out of bed making an effort not to disturb him. She pulled out the first thing her hand found in the mini-fridge, a leftover bag of blood. She slipped into his oversized shirt, grabbed fresh clothes, and headed upstairs to find the microwave. After breakfast, she decided on a shower. The claw-foot tub with a telephone handle spray drew so many memories. It was similar to the first indoor tub she had ever seen. It took Erica three tries to turn on the taps. The girls had laughed about the new technology. The remembrance made Cassy sad, yet she giggled at it in spite of herself.
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