Blood Lust by Zoe Winters

Author:Zoe Winters [Zoe Winters]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal
ISBN: 9780981943602
Publisher: Incubooks
Published: 2010-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Charlee woke to find herself tangled in the bedsheets as if she’d gone three rounds with a prize fighter. She’d been sleeping later at Anthony’s place with so little sunlight streaming in. Her arm dangled over the side of the bed, fumbling until she found her purse. She dug in the bag for her cell, then pressed one on the speed dial.

“Lawson’s Bookshoppe, Greta speaking.”

“It’s me,” she said, her voice still thick with sleep.

There was a pause from Greta’s end.

“I remember everything.” Somehow it sounded anticlimactic when she said it out loud. It should have felt like bigger news, but the past couple of days without her memory were starting to feel like a glitch. “Greta, are you there?”

“I’m here. Sorry, I was helping a customer and trying to figure out how to ask my next question away from prying ears.”

Charlee solved the conundrum for her. “I know about the cat thing. When my memories came back I got all of them, even those Anthony erased the first time.”

She was beginning to wish she’d had this conversation face to face. She climbed out of the bed with the phone still pressed to her ear, listening to Greta ring up customers.

She stopped in front of the mirror and stared at her neck. Unlike the first bite, this one had left a mark. She suspected it was the claiming, rather than the later feeding. She shivered at that last thought. No, don’t think about that. She wasn’t an expert on the ways of the vampire, but the mark seemed to say: This one’s mine. Trespassers will be shot on sight.

“Are you okay?” Greta finally asked.

“Yeah,” she lied, running her finger over the puckered mark. It wasn’t discreet. What was she going to wear from now on? Hello, high school turtleneck flashback. Only now it could be a permanent problem instead of a temporary embarrassment.

“I’ve got you on the schedule for tomorrow.”

“That should be fine, I guess. The tournament is tonight.”

“Wait. What? What does that have to do with you? Where are you?”

“I’m at Anthony’s apartment.”

Greta shrieked over the phone at a decibel level that would make a banshee proud. “You’re WHERE? Why are you still there? Don’t you remember anything I told you about him?”

Yes, she remembered. And for once she wished she’d listened. Not that her level of listening skills had much to do with her current predicament.

“I’ll drop everything and come get you.”

“Calm down. We’ll talk about this tomorrow, okay?”

Another pause. “Fine. But don’t let him smooth talk you. You don’t want to be any more closely connected with a vampire than you have to be. You’re new to this world, but trust me when I tell you this.”

Her finger traced over the claiming mark again. Too late for that. “Yeah, okay.”

She laid the cell on the vanity and looked back at her reflection. She took the cross off, placing it next to the phone, and went to turn on the shower. She was well and truly fucked.

On the bright side, it seemed as if her jury-rigged protections against Anthony had paid off.

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