Colel by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Author:Mimi Jean Pamfiloff [Pamfiloff, Mimi Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Paper & Silver, Inc.
Published: 2019-04-16T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Colel’s hands shook as she braided her hair down the side and tried to apply her smoky eyeshadow in the master bath in the log mansion. She didn’t usually wear makeup, but tonight was important, and she wanted to look her hottest. It was a fact that mortal men were visual creatures, and if she had any hope of Rys warming up to her, she needed to stoke the coals of his desire.

The sudden commotion downstairs alerted her to Kinich and Votan’s arrival. They’d taken a later flight to Denver and drove the rest of the way. She was happy to hear they were both alive. Those two loved to fight. God versus vampire.

“Okay.” She looked at herself in the mirror, checking to be sure she hadn’t missed anything. Her turquoise eyes looked like sky blue orbs, her skin glowed with a healthy tan from her recent trip to Mexico, and her lips were red like ripe berries. Tonight she wore her finest silk toga, a shimmery white thing with a golden belt.

Hot damn. I look like a sexy superhero. She glanced longingly at the bright yellow hive hat sitting just inside the closet on a shelf. Her outfit didn’t feel complete without it, but she needed Rys to focus on other things tonight. Her hat wouldn’t help.

She took one last look at her tall, slender frame in the mirror. She knew the Universe had made her beautiful, but tonight, she truly felt it.

She went downstairs and entered the large living room with panoramic windows overlooking the snow-covered valley below. The storm had finally passed, leaving behind a moonlit sky that gave a blueish glow to everything outside.

It even feels like a night to fall in love.

She turned her head, and Brutus just stood there staring, as if he’d seen a ghost. Or Minky.

“You look lovely, Bees,” said Kinich, dressed in dark jeans and a light blue sweater that brought out the golden brown tones in his skin.

“Thank you. But no nicknames for me tonight. Just use Colel.”

“Let’s get this dinner moving. I’m hungry,” Votan griped from over by the fireplace.

“Hold on,” she said. “We need to establish a few ground rules tonight. I haven’t broken the news to Rys yet about what I am, so—”

“Then what’s the point of the dinner?” Votan asked.

“I want him to be able to put a face with the species once I tell him everything. This way, he’s not put off by any preconceived notions he may have about vampires or gods.”

“So what are we supposed to talk about?” Kinich asked.

“Well, Nick, talk about your charity work. Talk about your travels and…I don’t know. You’re tens of thousands of years old. You’re both like walking, talking Wikipedias.”

“Not to worry,” Votan said. “I will lead the conversation.”

Of course he would. The God of Death and War always wanted to lead.

“Yes,” Colel interjected, “but just remember, it’s a conversation. I want him to feel welcome—nay, I want him to feel excited about becoming part of our family.

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