The thought of spending such a long time with him made her ill. But what else could she do but carry on this charade until she found a way to escape?
"You stay at my place and give yourself to me. The key word here, Carol, is 'willingly'. Fourteen nights from now I drop you back in the city and you leave. Immediately. I can hypnotize you, but I won't; no challenge. Besides, these will probably be the most exciting memories of your uninspired little life. I'd hate to cheat you of them. But don't entertain any illusions. If you try to escape, and later, if you tell anyone about me, who or what I am, I will hunt you down. The rest I'll leave to whatever shreds of imagination you possess."
Carol nodded. "And you won't take my blood?"
"Agreed!"
Just before the car stopped, André looked at her. "I told you I can drink without harming you. Why are you so eager to keep me from your blood?"
She turned away without answering.
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