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was nature. But to continue to do so or go and help her change her tire was not. Chivalry was admirable but not when it came to busty blondes with an
agenda. Eloise had been all for calling a tow truck to take both the car and the blonde away.
Mesopia sighed in disappointment.  Oh and I liked him.
 Then she appears outside my house with a flat tire. The more she thought about it, the more Eloise knew it was no coincidence. What sort of a woman
homes in on another man?
 That s weird. Mesopia continued marking the skulls once more.  So did Arrow help her with the tire, or did you scratch her eyes out like any rational
woman would have?
 I wanted to but I did not want it to look like 
 You care? The other woman guessed accurately.
 I told Arrow I loved him. That was more than just caring.
Mesopia s eyes opened wide.  Wow!
 Exactly. I know it s crazy but it s true. I love him. It made Eloise feel very vulnerable. Just thinking about that blonde woman had proved that.  What is it
with women like that? They always want someone s else man and  Eloise looked out the window and stiffened.  Holy hell, speak of the slut, it s the
trashy tart. The woman in question was heading straight for the door of Voodoo You.
 Here? Where? Mesopia peered out the window.  I hope she comes in.
Eloise turned on her.  Why?
 Hey, I need customers and I want to have a look at her. The bell above the door chimed. Both women behind the counter stared.  Can I help you?
Mesopia asked in her best shopkeeper s voice.
The blonde walked with confidence to the counter, as if she had found the competition wanting.  Yes, I am looking for a gift for a male friend.
 A lover? Eloise asked, trying to keep control. She knew this woman wanted Arrow and she was letting Eloise know it in a less-than-subtle way.
 Someone who will be, the blonde responded with a knowing look.
 Steady, Mesopia murmured to Eloise under her breath as her eyes were thoughtful as she looked into her customer s eyes.  A gift like a charm to make
him look past the outer façade and into the real woman?
The woman laughed.  Oh he is mine, honey. This is just a thank-you gift.
Eloise reached for the yak spit.  This is a lover s balm that sets a man s pulse racing. Or barfing. Either one was possible.
 Yes, he ll make love all night long. Mesopia was happy to go along with what her friend was saying.
 He has no trouble in that department. The blonde looked specifically at Eloise.  But you know that already.
Good. The gloves were off.  Stay away from him.
 Or what? You cannot possibly compete with me.
That was the one thought that betrayed her. How could plain-Jane keep the attention of the hot vampire when other over-obvious charms abounded. Love
was one thing but lust was another, and Eloise was yet to be totally convinced that men were not controlled by their cocks.
 Back off. Mesopia grabbed Eloise s arm, pulling her back, to avoid a catfight.  There is nothing we can help you with in here, she told the blonde
woman.
 I know that. She smiled in satisfaction before leaving the store.
That she had only come into the store to taunt her maddened Eloise.  Oh I hate her. She pulled free from Mesopia and bolted around counter.
 What are you going to do? Wrestle her to the ground? Mesopia did not move. She merely watched as Eloise halted at the door.
 Maybe. What am I doing? This was not rational. Just because the blonde had inferred something between her and Arrow did not mean it was a fact, and
why was she winding her up? What did she want Eloise to do?
 There is something not quite right about her.
Eloise turned to her friend.  She s trash and smells like a brothel. But yes, Mesopia was right. Most women who she knew of did not carry on in such a
blatant manner. The blonde was virtually slapping her with a gauntlet and waiting to see how she reacted.
 True but there s something else, something deeper. It s like she s there but not there.
 Huh? Eloise needed fact not riddles.
Mesopia shrugged.  I don t know. I ll have to think about it. And no, Arrow would never cheat on you.
That was exactly what Eloise needed to hear.  You think?
 I know and so do you so stop being a ninny.
Eloise opened her mouth to contradict her statement but Mesopia was right. She was acting like a ninny, spinning from one erratic emotion to the other.
 Do you think it s a test?
 Do you have to be together for that to happen?
Hmm, where was Arrow?
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He had lied to Eloise about the tire. The woman had tried to come on to him as he changed the tire. It had been quite obvious to him that a knife blade
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