She wasn't the only one who'd been plagued with thoughts of a 'forbidden' one. He'd wanted her even when he had that damned soul. Now he was man enough to do something about it. He'd already played around with Bri and that whore James had supplied him with, yet still he wasn't satisfied. He'd finally admitted that it had to be her before he could wash his system clean of this sexual frustration that was holding him back from carrying out his other plans.

Now he was in her bedroom. His nose twitched as the smell of her over took him, sending desire to another soaring level. This really wasn't healthy for him. He'd only been this needy with Darla and she'd destroyed him. Why should he enter into a doomed relationship with this little wanton creature? He wouldn't. He'd have some fun and move along. It was the easiest way.