Bite Somebody Else by Sara Dobie Bauer

Author:Sara Dobie Bauer [Bauer, Sara Dobie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampire, new adult romance, comedy, eighties music, contemporary fiction, beach read, eighties movies, fantasy, humorous, parody, satire, eighties retro
Publisher: World Weaver Press
Published: 2017-06-20T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

After the vampire security guys left, Imogene finally felt safe leaving Ian and Celia home alone. Since Celia was on extended leave from Happy Gas (her stomach kept knocking things over), Imogene felt even better and forbid her best friends from leaving the house without calling her first. Then, it was time for Nicholas to fess up. Imogene forced him into an audience with Dr. Savage, but of course, he required they first go back to Imogene’s house to change.

“I’m not walking around like this,” he said, gesturing to Ian’s shirt and shorts.

“Like what?”

“Like I’m wearing the second hand clothes of an elder cousin.”

She barked a laugh, because even though Nicholas was plenty filled out for her taste, he wasn’t as tall as Ian, so the shorts did resemble Capri pants.

She drove them to her place, and she waited downstairs… and waited. And. Waited. She finally went upstairs. The hallway smelled like shampoo and Nicholas, who’d chugged a bag of blood on his way up the steps a half hour earlier.

“What are you doing up here still?”

She found him standing in front of the mirror in his room, adjusting his tie. As annoyed as she was, she still drooled a little, because he was all in black—suit, shirt, shoes, and tie.

“You look like a character from Goodfellas,” she said, but her harassment was half-assed, considering she stood on the tips of her toes, ready to tear the suit in question off piece by piece. “You take so long to get ready, you’re practically a princess,” she continued. “If I didn’t know how much you like the pink taco, I’d swear you were gay.”

He grimaced. “Pink…” He shook his head.

Imogene smirked. “Stop stalling.”

“I’m not stalling,” he muttered.

“You’re stalling because you know Dr. Savage is gonna be pissed.”

She watched him put on his silver, anchor-shaped cufflinks.

“Hey, why did it end between you two anyway? You lie to her before?”

Nicholas rested his long, pale hands on the dresser and looked at her, reflected in the mirror. “I don’t know who I want to avoid more right now, you or Rain.”

Imogene smiled before dragging him from the room by his tie and out to her car.

Dr. Savage seemed surprised to see them, but then, she put on her creepy, China doll therapist smile. “Couple’s session? You’re lucky I had a cancellation.”

Nicholas began to stutter, but Imogene just latched onto his hand and pulled.

The couch farted when they both sat down, Dr. Savage across from them. She looked utterly pleased, as though she was happy they were already having relationship problems—which Imogene knew they weren’t, because they weren’t in a relationship. They were just fucking.

“It’s good to see you both.” She tapped her fancy gold pen against the edge of her wire-rims. “I thought you might pose a challenge to each other.”

“We’re not here for therapy, doc,” Imogene said. “Nicholas lied to you.”

“I’m sorry?”

“No.” Imogene pointed a thumb at Nicholas. “He’s sorry.”

Dr. Savage turned her green gaze to the man in black. “Nicholas?”

“Amora is alive.

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