Blood Cure: A Paranormal Vampire Romance (Vampire Huntress Chronicles Book 3) by Jessica Wayne

Author:Jessica Wayne [Wayne, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: B.A.D. Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-10-29T04:00:00+00:00

21

Rainey

Dawn breaks, and with it, light streams in through the window, bathing my face in warmth. Stretching, I roll over to where Elijah slept. When I open my eyes, I meet mismatched ones that are nothing like the ice-blue I was expecting.

I surge up in bed as my brain becomes fully awake and I process who I’m seeing. “Shit! Jane!”

She grins at me. “You’re so pretty in the morning.”

Gripping my pillow, I lift my head enough to pull it out from beneath me and smack her in the face with it. “What are you doing in here?”

“Sorry that I’m not a tattooed, muscled, and delicious Irishman. I’m just here to wake you for breakfast.”

“Where’s Elijah?”

“At the blood bar with Tarnley.”

I shoot out of bed, sheet pooling at my waist and baring my breasts for the world to see. Well, maybe not the world, but Jane definitely gets an eyeful. “He’s out?”

“In the world?” She gasps. “Yes! But your fae and Jack went with him.”

“He’s not my fae.”

She shrugs. “He’s following you around as your own, personal bodyguard, so I’d say he’s yours.” Rolling out of bed, she tosses my pillow back at me. “Now, while I’m not opposed to your boobs first thing in the morning, cover them up and come have some breakfast with me. I don’t know how long the penises will be out of the house, and I want to spend time with you.”

She turns to leave but stops right before stepping out into the hall. “I’m really glad you’re back,” she whispers and steps out, shutting the door behind her.

Grinning, I get out of bed and start getting dressed.

As soon as I’m clothed, I make my way out of the room, following my nose to the kitchen where I inhale deeply and nearly weep with joy as I take in the full spread of French toast, eggs, bacon, and fresh coffee before me.

Jane is just setting the syrup on the table when I arrive, and I head straight for the coffee pot. But she stops me with a wave of her hand. “Sit, I will serve you.”

“I’ll get it, Jane.”

“No. It’s been a hot minute since I was able to serve you coffee, and I want to. It will give me some feeling of normalcy.”

“How can I argue with that?” I do as instructed, and take my seat at the table as Jane pours two mugs of steaming coffee and sets one in front of me before taking her own seat.

I start piling food onto my plate, slathering the French toast with peanut butter before drenching it in syrup.

Brow arched, Jane watches me. “I’m always shocked at your eating habits.”

“If I hadn’t eaten those skittles you gave me for dinner, I would be dumping those on too.”

Jane laughs, not at all surprised by my comment, and fills her own plate. We eat in silence for a few minutes, simply enjoying the quiet of the house and the delicious flavor of the food. With each bite, I

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