Debbie M. (Tafwin) reviewed on 2/24/2006

Helpful Score: 3

Trevor d'Laine's sexy voice seduced her every night with his late-night radio talk show. So Kay Erickson couldn't pass up the chance to be his personal assistant--despite his insistence that he was a vampire. Vampires didn't wear faded jeans. And they were dark and brooding, not vibrant and fun. Yet . . . with one glance of his silver blue eyes, Trevor could hypnotize her. With one of his passionate kisses, he could bend her to his will. Trevor insisted she had nothing to fear from him. But why then was she so conscious of her exposed neck?

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