The Vampire Next Door

Like he knew exactly what he was doing, he pulled the outside of the panel off the wall and pulled a small, metal box out of his pocket. He connected it to the wires that were now hanging free and pressed a button on the device, which now glowed as a series of numbers began blinking rapidly until the digital screen froze on seven numbers and the door buzzed and opened for them. “Well, isn’t that a nifty thing you can do. What other kind of magic tricks do you have in your repertoire?” He swiped the pack up again and guided her toward the entrance with his hand in the small of her back. They walked through the glass doors into a massive entrance hall with an abandoned receptionist’s desk she was certain was the hub of this place at one time. With deft fingers, he found a way to reset the alarm and gave her a wicked grin as he said, “I’ve been told I’m magical with my mouth, hands, and...uh um...other parts, but to show you would require a lot less clothing.” He didn’t pause as he headed toward the stairs to the right of the receptionist’s desk, but she stood staring dumbly after him, imagining the magic of those amazing lips on her mouth, neck, and lower. Much, much lower. Heat bloomed in her mid-section and she felt the rush of wetness at his provocative words. “Coming?” She snapped a wide-eyed gaze in his direction. “What?” Also by Cherie Marks Love Next Door series The Fae Next Door The Vampire Next Door Lost in Love series Lost in New Falls Lost in Christmas Sizzle in the Kitchen series Into the Fire Wicked Hearts series Wicked Is as Wicked Does Show Me the Wicked There’s No Place Like Wicked Standalones Wicked Jackal Thief of Sanguardia Shadow of Ruin And writing as C. C. Marks Edge of Mercy Heart of Mercy End of Mercy Range of Mercy Mercy The Vampire Next Doorby