‘Is that because he’s already in a committed relationship?’ I asked. He barked a laugh. ‘No! Because he’s got women of all ages and types throwing themselves at him all day long. The man’s virtually got his own harem.’ Oh. That made more sense. ‘The vamps are all about fun,’ Fred said. ‘And the wolves are all about seriousness and stiff upper lips.’ There was a wistful note to his tone. I cast him a sidelong glance and wondered if he had a hankering to be turned. I thought he seemed far too lethargic to fit in with either group.