“I was trying to find a date for this weekend,” he started, glancing at Kisten.

“For the full moon?” Kisten interrupted, earning both my and David’s annoyance.

“The full moon isn’t until Monday,” the Were said. “And I’m not a college Werejockey high on bane crashing your bar. I have as much control over myself on a full moon as you do.”

Obviously it was a sore spot, and Kisten raised a placating hand. “Sorry.”

The tension in the room eased, and David’s haunted eyes went to his address book by the phone. “Serena called me last night, asking me if I had the flu.” He looked up at me, then away. “Which I thought strange since it’s summer, but then I called Kally to see if she was free, and she asked me the same thing.”

Kisten chuckled. “You dated two women in one weekend?”

David’s brow creased. “No, they were a week apart. So I called a few other women, seeing as I hadn’t heard from any of them in almost a month.”

“In high demand are you, Mr. Peabody?”

“Kisten,” I muttered, not liking the reference to the old cartoon. “Stop it.” David’s cat was peering at me from the top of the stairway. I didn’t even try to coax it down, depressed.

David wasn’t cowed at all by the living vampire. Not here in his own apartment. “Yes,” he said belligerently. “I am, actually. You want to wait on the veranda?”

Kisten raised a hand in a gesture of “whatever,” but I had no trouble believing that the attractive, mid-thirties Were had women calling him for dates. David and I were comfortable leaving our relationship at the business level, though I found it mildly irksome that he had issues with the different-species thing. But as long as he respected me as a person, I was willing to let him miss out on a good slice of the female population. His loss.

“Apart from Serena and Kally, I couldn’t reach one.” His eyes went to his black book as if it were possessed. “None of them.”

“So you think they’re dead?” I questioned, not seeing the reason for the jump of thought.

David’s eyes were haunted. “I’ve been having really weird dreams about them,” he said. “My girlfriends, I mean. I’m waking up in my own bed clean and rested, not mud-caked and naked in the park, so I never gave them much thought, but now…”

Kisten chuckled, and I started wishing I’d left him in the car. “They’re avoiding you, wolfman,” the vampire said, and David pulled himself straight, ire giving him strength.

“They’re gone,” he muttered.

I watched warily, knowing that Kisten was too savvy to push him too far, but David was erratic right now.