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.And then, some of the occasions are tied to the Wiccan calendar.Or to puberty.”I couldn’t begin to imagine the ceremonies he arranged, but a description would have to wait for another occasion.“And you have three partners who do this full-time, too? I’m sorry.I’m just grilling you, seems like.But this is such an interesting way to make a living.”“I’m glad you think so.You gotta have a lot of people skills, and you gotta have a mind for details and organization.”“You have to be really, really, tough,” I murmured, adding my own thought.He smiled, a slow smile.“No problem there.”Yep, didn’t seem as though toughness was a problem for Quinn.“And you have to be good at sizing up people, so you can steer clients in the right direction, leave them happy with the job you’ve done,” he said.“Can you tell me some stories? Or is there a client confidentiality clause with your jobs?”“Customers sign a contract, but none of them have ever requested a confidentiality clause,” he said.“Special Events, you don’t get much chance to talk about what you do, obviously, since the clients are mostly still traveling beneath the surface of the regular world.It’s actually kind of a relief to talk about it.I usually have to tell a girl I’m a consultant, or something bogus like that.”“It’s a relief to me, too, to be able to talk without worrying I’m spilling secrets.”“Then it’s lucky we found each other, huh?” Again, the white grin.“I’d better let you get some rest, since you just got off work.” Quinn got up and stretched after he’d reached his full height.It was an impressive gesture on someone as muscular as he was.It was just possible Quinn knew how excellent he looked when he stretched.I glanced down to hide my smile.I didn’t mind one bit that he wanted to impress me.He reached for my hand and pulled me to my feet in one easy motion.I could feel his focus centered on me.His own hand was warm and hard.He could crack my bones with it.The average woman would not be pondering how fast her date could kill her, but I’ll never be an average woman.I’d realized that by the time I became old enough to understand that not every child could understand what her family members were thinking about her.Not every little girl knew when her teachers liked her, or felt contempt for her, or compared her to her brother (Jason had an easy charm even then).Not every little girl had a funny uncle who tried to get her alone at every family gathering.So I let Quinn hold my hand, and I looked up into his pansy-purple eyes, and for a minute I indulged myself by letting his admiration wash over me like a bath of approval.Yes, I knew he was a tiger.And I don’t mean in bed, though I was willing to believe he was ferocious and powerful there, too.When he kissed me good night, his lips brushed my cheek, and I smiled.I like a man who knows when to rush things.and when not to.3I GOT A PHONE CALL THE NEXT NIGHT AT MERLOTTE’S.Of course, it’s not a good thing to get phone calls at work; Sam doesn’t like it, unless there’s some kind of home emergency.Since I get the least of any of the barmaids—in fact, I could count the calls I’d gotten at work on one hand—I tried not to feel guilty when I gestured to Sam that I’d take the call back at the phone on his desk.“Hello,” I said cautiously.“Sookie,” said a familiar voice.“Oh, Pam.Hi.” I was relieved, but only for a second.Pam was Eric’s second in command, and she was his child, in the vampire sense.“The boss wants to see you,” she said.“I’m calling from his office.”Eric’s office, in the back of his club, Fangtasia, was well soundproofed.I could barely hear KDED, the all-vampire radio station, playing in the background: Clapton’s version of “After Midnight.”“Well, lah-de-dah.He’s too lofty to make his own phone calls?”“Yes,” Pam said.That Pam—literal-minded was the phrase for her.“What’s this about?”“I am following his instructions,” she said.“He tells me to call the telepath, I call you.You are summoned.”“Pam, I need a little more explanation than that.I don’t especially want to see Eric.”“You are being recalcitrant?”Uh-oh.I hadn’t had that on my Word of the Day calendar yet.“I’m not sure I understand.” It’s better to just go on and confess ignorance than try to fake my way through.Pam sighed, a long-suffering gust of sound.“You’re digging in your heels,” she clarified, her English accent making itself known.“And you shouldn’t be.Eric treats you very well.” She sounded faintly incredulous.“I’m not giving up work or free time to drive over to Shreveport because Mr.High and Mighty wants me to jump to do his bidding,” I protested—reasonably, I thought.“He can haul his ass over here if he wants to tell me something.Or he can pick up the telephone his ownself.” So there.“If he had wanted to pick up the phone ‘his ownself,’ as you put it, he would have done so.Be here Friday night by eight, he bids me tell you.”“Sorry, no can do.”A significant silence.“You won’t come?”“I can’t.I have a date,” I said, trying to keep any trace of smugness out of my voice.There was another silence.Then Pam snickered.“Oh, that’s rich,” she said, abruptly switching to American vernacular.“Oh, I’m going to love telling him that.”Her reaction made me begin to feel uneasy.“Um, Pam,” I began, wondering if I should backpedal, “listen.”“Oh, no,” she said, almost laughing out loud, which was very un-Pam-like.“You tell him I did say thanks for the calendar proofs,” I said [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]