It bit: New York hotels cost an arm and a leg, and Terri had
flown from England to help plan her cousin's wedding. The
new in-laws offered lodging. But they were a weird bunch.
There was the sometimes-chipper-sometimes-brooding Lucern,
and the wacky stage-actor, Vincent. (She couldn't imagine
Broadway casting a hungrier singing-and-dancing Dracula.).
And then there was Bastien. Just looking into his eyes,
Terri had to admit she was falling for him - someone even
taller, darker and hungrier than the other two. She was
feeling a mite peckish herself. And if she stayed with him,
those bloodsucking hotel owners wouldn't get her!