Chapter Thirty
Abby nodded at him. “I can do that.”
“I meant what I said. No matter what choice you make, you will still have a job. That won’t change.” Owen said. “I will add that since you know I’m a vampire, I plan to go back to my normal schedule of working at night. Will that be a problem?”
Abby smiled at him. “No, I’m more of a night owl, anyway.”
“Good, I like to start at eight,” Owen said and Abby nodded at him.
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Drake nodded, looking between the two of them. He knew he needed to talk to Owen. He didn’t know who it was, but he could smell another on her.
At first, he had thought that maybe it was a body wash or perfume giving her an almost burnt almond smell. But then, when he had tasted her, it was clinging to her skin as if someone had marked her with their scent.
