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Allie’s jaw hit the floor. “What? Why?”
He cast one last look through the slats in the door before he turned to her. “I’m sure your friend’s probably worried about you.”
“She’s a vampire, she doesn’t even know I’m gone,” Allie argued.
“Then she’ll be thrilled to see you there when she wakes up.”
Allie’s eyebrows crashed down as she studied him with a sharp eye. “What about you?”
“This is where I’m staying.”
She swept her eyes over the cramped room made up of hazardous electrical cords and the strange dial. “I thought you said you had a cabin.”
He shrugged. “It’s a work in progress.”
“It’s the electrical closet.”
“Like I said, a work in progress, and that work-” He slipped behind her and pushed her toward the door, “-needs only me.”
Allie dug her heels into the floor and
