He had to grind his fangs because she was so innocent it pressed all of his buttons. There was also the distinct scent of virgin that wafted around her and he could tell she had a nice figure under her modest garments. His attraction only served to increase the appeal he had to the woman in her. It was after all part and parcel of being an accomplished predator. She was also stammering and nervous. It was like leaking blood in a shark tank.<br/><br/>He accepted the old books slightly brushing her hand with his own in the process and increasing both of their arousal. "Your father was a wonderful and intelligent man. I greatly admire intelligence and the books with your driver as well as the driver shall be looked after. And you simply must be my guest a while I would not dream of turning a fair woman back to the road so soon on such a fierce winter night." He pulled the package into his easy grasp and offered her his arm in a most courtly and gentleman like manner.<br/><br/>"And myths all came from one place or another and in many there are kernels of truth" he added with a tight lipped smile.