Black Of Hearts: A Quentin Black Paranormal Mystery Romance (Quentin Black Mystery Book 12) by JC Andrijeski

Author:JC Andrijeski [Andrijeski, JC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: White Sun Press
Published: 2019-12-22T16:00:00+00:00

18

Nick

NICK OPENED HIS EYES.

He stared at a firelit ceiling.

The red embers made strange, glowing patterns on the wood, like water flowing beneath a volcano. From that light alone, he could tell the fire had burned down to almost nothing, that the room was mostly dark.

He wondered that no one had tended to the fire.

He didn’t get cold, but seers did.

It struck him then, that his head was resting on a person, not furniture, or the wall, or even the floor. His head rested comfortably on a now-familiar, muscular shoulder, and something about that single fact made him close his eyes, exhaling a breath he didn’t need to breathe.

Relief.

The feeling was relief.

That relief nearly overcame him briefly, making him weirdly, intensely emotional, if in a strangely vague way. He didn’t know what emotion he felt exactly, but tears came to his eyes, a new sensation as a vampire.

They didn’t affect his eyes like human tears.

His eyes didn’t sting, his throat didn’t close, his chest didn’t hitch.

The tears simply flowed, silent, once they’d become too much to contain.

It occurred to him, a second later, the organic band was absent from around his jaws.

His mouth was closed, his fangs retracted. Despite smelling the seer’s skin and blood all around him, despite swimming in that scent, in the other’s sweat and the smell of his body and hair, he didn’t feel the need to do anything about that, either.

It struck him a few seconds later that he’d been asleep.

He’d been… asleep.

Vampires didn’t sleep.

From behind him, he heard and felt a vibrating chuckle.

“Trying to decide whether to kick my ass or not?” a deep voice asked. “Or just trying to decide if you want to bite me?”

Nick opened his mouth to answer.

His mind went totally blank.

Before he’d recovered enough to speak, fingers gently brushed the hair off his forehead and out of his eyes, caressing the side of his face, then his jaw, then his throat.

Nick could have bitten him so easily.

He didn’t.

Really, the fact that he didn’t want to, at least not in any kind of aggressive way, struck him as surreal more than anything.

Then it confused him.

Frowning, he focused back on the wooden ceiling.

“Did you hypnotize me?” he said.

Another low chuckle vibrated Nick’s back.

That time, somehow, it made him smile.

“Hypnotize?” the familiar voice said. “No. Truthfully, brother, I didn’t do anything really… apart from not leave. And listen to you rant. And worry you might hurt yourself, and whether I’d be able to stop you if you really tried. And, let’s not forget… the blood-curdling screaming at all hours of night. And dealing with you lying on me like a block of cold cement, occasionally kneading me with your bones… like a cat on a pillow that dissatisfies them.”

Listening to all of that, Nick grunted.

He didn’t move, though… his head, or his body.

The latter leaned heavily on the chest and abdomen of the seer, and after hearing Dalejem’s words, Nick couldn’t help but notice how much warmer the seer’s skin and body was, compared to his.

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