Embrace the Night

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The woman stared at Gabriel for a moment, her dark eyes glowing with lust, and then she lowered her gaze.

She wants Gabriel, Sarah thought. Not his blood, but his body…

"If you cannot bear to be parted from this mortal, would it not be easier to bring her over?" Quillan asked.

"She doesn't wish it," Gabriel replied.

Surprise flickered in Quillan's eyes. "It isn't necessary that she agree."

Sarah gasped, alarmed by the predatory expression in the vampire's eyes, by the coldness in his voice.

Sydelle leaned forward in her chair. "Tell me, Giovanni," she purred, "have you ever made anyone vampire?"

"No."

"Never?" Quillan's voice betrayed his surprise. "Surely, in four hundred years, you've wondered what it would be like."

"I've wondered." Gabriel took Sarah's hand in his and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "But I would not bring her over against her will."

"That is your choice, of course." "No," Gabriel replied. "It is her choice."
"I admire your restraint."

"Have you never wanted her blood?" Sydelle asked, genuinely curious now. "Of course," Gabriel admitted gruffly.

Sydelle looked at Sarah, her expression filled with disdain. "Won't she give it to you?"

Sarah stood up, her hands clenched at her sides, her eyes narrowed as she glared at the other woman. "Get out of my house!"

Sydelle sprang to her feet. "How dare you speak to me in that tone!" "Get out!"

"Sarah." Gabriel rose to his feet and placed a restraining hand on her arm. "Calm down."

"I will not calm down. And I won't sit here and watch that creature look at you as if you were a plum ripe for the picking!"

"Sarah." His voice was low and filled with warning.