“Hey, Teddy,” Shanna greeted a young man with a white stripe bleached down the middle of his dark hair and a referee whistle looped around his neck. “This is my sister, Caitlyn.”

Teddy glanced up from his stopwatch and clipboard. “Nice to meet you.” His attention returned to the game.

Caitlyn leaned close to her sister. “Is he…?”

“He’s mortal like us,” Shanna reassured her. “So how’s the game going, Teddy?”

He checked his stopwatch. “Two minutes to go in the last quarter. Claws ahead by two. Oh, another slam dunk by Phineas.” He marked his clipboard. “Fangs are tied.”

“Go, Fangs!” Shanna pumped the air with her fist, then grinned at Caitlyn. “Tino’s on the Fangs team.”

Caitlyn’s eyes widened as her nephew floated up in the air to give Phineas a high five. “He’s flying again.”

“Levitating,” Shanna yelled over the shouting players. “See the guy next to Tino? That’s my husband Roman.”

Caitlyn let out a whoosh of air in relief. Roman was good-looking, all right, but he wasn’t her gorgeous mystery man. She scanned the court, searching for him. Now that she could see all ten players close up, she came to a startling realization. Apparently, vampire men were extremely handsome.

Then he broke from the pack, and she forgot all about the other handsome guys. Good God, he was magnificent. Stealthy, graceful, and wild. Exotic. She covered her mouth when a strangled whimper escaped.

And his head turned. His steps slowed to a stop.

Her hand fluttered down to press against her chest. Oh God, he was looking right at her. Her heart pounded, thundering in her ears. His loose black hair was wild about his shoulders. His black T-shirt was stretched tight across a muscular chest. His golden brown eyes narrowed on her and his gaze sizzled through her, hot and electric.

“Carlos!” a teammate yelled just as he hurled a pass.

Bam! The ball slammed against Carlos’s head and he stumbled to the side.