Vicki looked after the tour but saw only the berm and a sky collecting angry clouds in the west. They were alone. And being alone with the dark Frenchman was, she had to admit, exciting. She giggled to vent her nerves and allowed Loup to help her over the fence. Safely inside the graveyard, Loup kissed her - and she let him. Then she pushed him away and wandered toward the graves.
“I"ll never forget that cemetery,” she said. “One night, we"d gone to see a vampire movie…”
“Ah, vous aimez des vampires? Très intéressant!”
Ah, vous aimez des vampires? Très intéressant!God, that"s so sexy… “Whatever you said.” Her smile faded, replaced with a shiver at the childhood memory. “Maybe it was because I was a kid. I sat there, terrified, with my sweater over my head. Then we had to walk eight bloc
