He rubbed his face with his hand. "Look, forget it, okay? Let's just forget we ever met - "
"I have never been taken. My hellren did not favor my company. So I have not once been kissed or touched or even held by a male who felt passion for me. But I am not... I am not unworthy." Her voice quavered at the end. "I've just never been wanted before."
His eyes went wide, like she'd slapped him or something.
She looked away. "And I've never touched a male," she whispered. "I just don't know what to do."
The human let out a long breath, as if all the oxygen in his body were being expelled.
"Holy Mary, mother of God," he murmured. "I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. I'm... I'm a total asshole, and I totally misjudged you."
His horror at what he'd said to her was so palpable, she smiled a little. "You truly mean that."
"Hell, yeah. I mean, yes, I do. I hope I haven't completely offended you. Well, how could I not have? Jesus Christ... I'm very sorry." He looked positively pale.
She put her hand on his arm. "I forgive you."
He laughed in disbelief. "You shouldn't. You should stay pissed at me for a while. At least a week, maybe a month. Probably longer. I was way out of line."
"But I don't want to be angry at you."
There was a long pause. "Will you still see me tomorrow?"
"Yes."
He seemed stunned by his good fortune. "Really? Man, you're going for sainthood, you know that?" He reached out and stroked her cheek with his fingertip. "Where, baby? Where's good for you?"
She thought for a moment. Havers would have a fit if he knew she was seeing a human.
"Here. I will meet you here. Tomorrow night."
He smiled. "Good. Now, how're you getting home? Do you need a ride? A taxi?"
"No, I will do that myself."
"Wait - before you go." He moved toward her. That lovely scent of his hit her nose and she breathed him in. "Can I kiss you good-night? Even though I don't deserve it?"
Per custom, she offered him the back of her hand.
He took it and pulled her forward. That throbbing in her blood and between her legs came back.
"Close your eyes," he whispered.
She did as he'd said.
His lips softly brushed her forehead. Then her temple.
Her mouth opened as the sweet suffocation returned.
"You could never displease me," he said in his gravelly voice.
And then his lips touched her cheek.
She waited for more. When nothing came, she opened her eyes. He was staring down at her remotely.
"Go," he said. "I'll see you tomorrow."
She nodded. And dematerialized right out of his hand.
Butch shouted and leaped back. "Shit!"
He looked at his hand. He could still feel her palm against his. Still smell her perfume.
But she was goddamned gone. Poof. One minute in front of him and then the next...
Beth came running into the room. "Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not fucking okay," he snapped.
The suspect strode in. "Where's Marissa?"
"How should I know! She fucking disappeared! In front... She was... I held her hand and then she - " He sounded like a frantic idiot and clapped his trap shut.
But why wouldn't he be freaked out? He liked the laws of physics just as he knew them. Gravity keeping everything on the flipping planet where it should be. E = mc2 telling him how fast he could get to a bar.
People not poofing the hell out of a goddamned room.
"May I tell him?" Beth asked her man.
The suspect shrugged. "Usually I'd say no, because it's better they don't know. But considering what he saw - "
"Tell me what? That you're a bunch of - "
"Vampires," Beth murmured.
Butch looked at her, annoyed. "Yeah, right. Try that one again, sweetheart."
But then she started talking, telling him things he couldn't believe.
When Beth fell silent, he could only stare at her. His instincts were telling him she wasn't lying. But it was all just too hard to accept.
"I don't believe this," he said to her.
"It was hard for me to comprehend, too."
"I'll bet."
He paced around the room, wishing he had a drink. The two of them just stared at him.
Finally, he stopped in front of Beth. "Open your mouth."
He heard a low, nasty sound behind him just as a cold draft hit him in the back.
"Wrath, it's okay," Beth said. "Calm down."
She parted her lips, revealing two long canines that had very certainly not been there before. Butch felt his knees wobble as he reached out to touch her teeth.