Vampire's Touch

Reading minds isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, but when Iris finds the one mind she can’t read, she’s not sure that’s a good thing either. Being a guinea pig for her foster father’s wild, psychological experiments was bad enough, but her escape lands her in more trouble than she ever expected—in the office of one Langdon Fox, a wealthy and influential vampire, not to mention sexy and handsome. Will Langdon agree to keep her safe when it goes against his own interests?

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My leg started to cramp, and I shifted under the desk to ease the pain.

But when I moved, a blue cheese stuffed olive escaped from the napkin and rolled out from under the desk. I froze and stopped breathing as it traveled out to the tip of one of his shoes and stopped.

I considered reaching for it, but the man would surely see my hand. Maybe he wouldn’t notice the olive. Don’t look down. Don’t look down.

“It’s possible that it could be months before …” He paused and the room became silent.

Oh no. He planted both feet on the floor and turned toward the desk.

“I have to go now.” He ended his phone conversation and his footsteps came around the desk, stopping where I sat.

An Olympic-sized barbell sank to the bottom of my stomach, pulverizing the cheese and crackers into a sludge that threatened to come back up. I squirmed against the wood, wishing I could somehow flatten myself into it to make myself invisible.

Even if I could, the thumping of my heart would surely give me away. Thurump—Thurump. Thurump—Thurump. I placed my hand over my heart. It was pounding so hard in my chest I was sure it would punch a hole through my breast.

He rolled the chair aside, and his face appeared before me. His expression shifted from what-the-hell shock to who-the-hell-are-you friendly fascination.

But I didn’t think I should trust that friendly fascination. I wanted to get up and run from the room, but there was no way out except through him.