‘Hey there. What’s your pleasure?’ He smiled at her and winked. She knew that he wasn’t only talking about her drink. ‘Uhh…umm…’ What...the fuck? Why did her brain have to stop functioning properly just when she needed it the most? The bartender’s smile grew wider and he leaned in close. ‘Sorry, sweetie. I don’t think I caught what you ordered.’ ‘Ana stop it. Stop thinking about him with his clothes off and… oh, wow.’ The thoughts running through Ana’s mind were sure to have made even this man. So I got up and with my heels on I was taller than Pete so I kicked them off, I was barefoot it felt funny dancing with someone that I knew wanted to have sex with me and my husband is sitting there watching me. The dance floor was crowded and Pete was holding me close and I felt his cock rub against my thigh. He was hard I couldnt believe it, just from dancing. He could not keep his eyes off my cleavage. So I said Fuck it I rubbed his cock with my hand and said You and Jill are a great couple. I dug a pencil out of my backpack and reminded myself not for the first time to buy more. I passed it to him and he took it curiously. “Would you do me a favor and break that for me?” He looked confused, but snapped it in two. “Now, please humor me and apologize to the pencil for breaking it.” He looked at me oddly and then said the words. “Did it fix the pencil?”“No, of course not,” he said, understanding.“Putting the issue of how I was treated aside for the moment, since our meeting. ” She shrugged, again dismissing Harcourt’s life value with a small gesture. “My point was that, were such a promise made to Kindred, and it became a part of the Danse Macabre, you would be ... up shit creek, without a paddle, as it were. Be careful with such promises in the future.”“Lesson learned, Prince.”“I will be hosting a ball in several days. All Kindred are to attend. Defy me at your peril.” She offered each witch a harsh glare, before looking to the others. “Uratha and Begotten, you.