AH5 Ecstasy in Darkness by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
ISBN: 9781439175774
Published: 2010-10-25T22:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

Apparently, vampires preferred inebriated humans. They were easier to lure, and no one took them seriously when they shouted about being bitten and partially drained. That was why, after a wardrobe change—the white button-up and dark slacks Ava had been wearing hadn’t been mission-compatible, in McKell’s opinion—she found herself leaning against a metal counter in a fetish bar.

Bubbles floated through the air on clouds of thick, dark smoke. Pounding music created a dizzying rhythm, and gyrating bodies littered the dance floor. Cages hung from the ceiling, and scantily clad alien females ranging in color from the brightest gold to the darkest silver writhed inside, as if they were captured in the throes of ecstasy.

How she envied them.

Pleasure was not on her agenda. “Buttered Toast,” she said when the six-armed, blue-skinned bartender finally approached her. BT, the only alcoholic drink that tasted like her favorite candy. A consolation prize.

He nodded, reaching for bottles, pouring, while fixing someone else a tequila shooter and someone else a rum punch.

When she had her drink in hand, Ava sipped and turned, surveying the crowd. Lots of faux black leather, face paint, whips and chains. How … cliché, she thought. She supposed the vampires could be themselves here, without worrying about fear and recrimination. They could blend.

Was this the fate that awaited McKell? What if vampires couldn’t live in the daylight? Would he be disappointed? Try and return underground? Or would he embrace this way of life?

She didn’t like the thought of him clubbing every night, all kinds of skanky girls trying to rub up against him, but she didn’t like the thought of him leaving the surface, either.

Just find a vampire and get this over with. Even though she doubted vampires they found at night could teach him how to live during the day, but a promise was a promise.

A few guys were watching her, waiting for her body language to morph from Stay Away to Mating Season. Who to encourage, who to encourage? All of them appeared human to her, but then, as she’d told McKell, so did he.

So, just how was she supposed to tell the difference?

She wasn’t, she recalled, as she continued to sip her drink. Okay, she drained it and signaled for another. She was just supposed to lead as many people as possible to the alley outside, where McKell waited. She was supposed to lead them one at a time to minimize the chance of placing herself in harm’s way. Ugh. One at a time would take forever. And how would it look if she kept going in and out of the club with a different person? Everyone would realize she was up to something. Or think she was a whore.

She didn’t mind the latter—that could actually work to her advantage—but McKell had told her to act shy, demure, and weak. And really, the clothes he’d chosen for her reflected that image. Clothes that had come from Noelle’s bag of laundry. Bitch hadn’t yet picked it up. Anyway, he’d liked the Naughty Librarian ensemble—white shirt, tie, barely-there plaid skirt.

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