Honestly. Some people. What had they been thinking? And lying to me about a fantastic new job? So not cool.

Pay me to sire her boyfriend. Did they think I was a vampire prostitute, or something? I wasn't biting anyone for money. I didn't care how broke I was.

Dammit. I was disappointed. Obviously a job that sounded too good to be true was just that. And to think that I'd trusted Heather—even thought of her as a friend. Talk about adding insult to injury.

I heard two sets of footsteps behind me but I ignored them.

"Sarah, wait!" Heather called after me.

I ducked into the little snow-covered park across the street from Haven. Through the park, up the street, down an alley and I'd be back in the club.

"Please, just listen to us." There was a pleading in Heather's voice now.

I stopped and turned around to face them. "Look, I understand that you two are in love.

That's super. Really. But I don't like being lied to and I don't want to bite anyone. Like, ever. So let's just forget this ever happened, okay?"

"We'll pay two thousand dollars," Josh said with a glance at Heather. She nodded.

Two grand? That was a lot of money and would currently solve a great many problems.

"That's very generous, but no. I can't do it. Listen, don't become a vampire. It's not really that great. Be a human. Stay a human. Less stress, trust me on that."

Disappointment filled Josh's expression. "That's not an option."

"I'm sure somebody will help you if it's what you really want."

"No, it has to be you," Josh said, and he began to shiver from the cold night, since he only wore a sweater, and he wrapped his arms tightly across his chest. "You're currently the only vampire alive who has the blood of two masters coursing through her veins."