"See you soon." And yet Rory hesitated, gnawing lightly on his lower lip. The hunger in him wanted to ignore Peter's comment about his sister, but ... but. Pictures of Cait at Grace's age played in his mind, and he just wasn't that far gone. Not yet.

Still, he maintained his seductively soft tone of voice when he added, "I hope Grace doesn't mind my borrowing you tonight." That predator's smile curved his lips again. "I promise to put you back only a little the worse for wear."