Free A Bite to Remember by Lynsay Sands

to allow them to get in. If that’s the case, the lists won’t help. We’ll just have to hope he took a job on set to assist in gaining access. Otherwise, we’ll have trouble tracking him down.”
    When Vincent frowned, she added, “We’ll worry aboutthat after we go through the people on the list, which we’ll do the minute your production assistant faxes them over.” She pursed her lips. “That could be a while. This Lily has to actually go to the office and then find the files.”
    Picking up the first stack of letters, Jackie moved around the desk, passing Vincent on her way to the closet. He inhaled as she went by, eyes closing briefly at the scent of spices and her own skin. God, she smelled good. And he was so hungry. Vincent was always hungry when he first got up, but this went beyond that. The more he stood about looking at and smelling Jackie, the hungrier he got, to the point that he was now almost unbearably ravenous. If he didn’t leave soon he might be moved to do something rash, which was never a good thing. His kind learned at a young age that rash behavior could be deadly behavior.
    Forcing his eyes open, Vincent saw that Jackie was framed in the door of the closet. She was muttering to herself and shaking her head as she bent to rifle briefly through the large box of mail on the floor. His gaze trailed over her pert bottom as her gray skirt pulled tight over her behind and he found himself licking his lips as he imagined walking over, running his hands over those sweet curves, then letting his hands slide up and around her waist as she straightened in surprise before him.
    Vincent could almost hear her little murmur of surprise as he’d urge her bottom back against his groin. Cuddling her there, he’d then let his fingers slide up over her stomach, urging her jacket open so that he could cup her full breasts through the silk material of her red top. He’d hold them as she arched into the caress, then urge her long blond hair tothe side, baring her neck. He’d press kisses to her neck and then—
    Vincent stopped his thoughts abruptly as he felt his teeth slide out. He then blinked in surprise as he realized it wasn’t the only part of his body that had responded to his imaginings. He was sporting a very healthy erection that was making a tent out of his cotton pajama bottoms. Even more surprising, as Vincent had imagined what he would do, his feet had carried him over to stand behind Jackie. He was close enough to smell her sweet perfume and it was a sort of torture that only increased his hunger, both of them.
    Giving himself a mental shake, Vincent backed a step away and then turned on his heel and moved to the door. He had to feed. Now .
    He glanced back toward Jackie as he opened the door, but she was still busy in the closet. Leaving her to it, Vincent slid silently out of the room.
     
    Jackie stared at the heaping box of mail in the office closet and shook her head. How the man made any money was beyond her. He didn’t answer his fan mail, didn’t even look at his business letters, and his accountant must be charging him through the roof for sorting through the mess in his closet.
    “You seriously do need a P.A., Argeneau. It’s just an incredible waste of money having your accountant wade through this junk and—”
    Jackie paused and scowled as she turned to find the office empty. The man had slid out as silently as a thief while her back was turned. Frowning, she moved to the door and opened it to peer into the hall just in time to see Vincent stop one ofthe security guys as he came down the stairs. She watched narrow-eyed as he spoke to the man, then he suddenly herded the worker into a side door further down the hall. And herding was the only word for it. Jackie pictured the poor man as a sheep being led to the slaughter. Not that she thought Vincent would kill him. He was just going to feed on him, she was sure.
    Jackie slipped out of the office and moved quickly down the hall