“Welcome to the club,” the vampire said. “I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before.”
“Because it’s our first time,” Patricia piped up, raking her gaze over him. “I’m Patricia Lincoln,” she added as if he should recognize her name and be impressed.
“A pleasure, I’m sure,” the vampire replied, glancing briefly at her. “I’m Andre. And you are?” His question was obviously for Sand since he was staring hard at him.
“Sandalio, but most people call me Sand.”
“Sand it is.” Andre returned his attention to Patricia momentarily, saying, “Do you mind if I borrow your boyfriend?”
“Why?” she asked, looking upset.
Andre smiled. “Nothing to worry your pretty head about. My boss thought he recognized him as the son of an old friend and sent me to find out if he was correct, which he was. He wants to say hello.”
“Then why didn’t he…”
“It’s okay, Patricia,” Sand broke in. “I’m sure it won’t take long. You behave while I’m gone.” He winked and stood.