Bloodlust: Mystic River Vampire Academy (Year Two) by Annalise Clark

Author:Annalise Clark [Clark, Annalise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-02-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

I probably would have gotten myself in trouble that night if Astrid hadn’t come over to help Propanga wrangle me out of there and back to the dorms. It was already past curfew, so we had to sneak in. Thankfully, Propanga had been practicing her magic and lucky for us, she was pretty damn good at cloaking.

“Be quiet, Carmilla, so we can get back in undiscovered,” Astrid whispered as Propanga put a cloaking spell on us. I giggle a little, then stuck my face in Astrid’s shoulder to muffle the sound.

I was surprised at how friendly I had gotten with Astrid. Honestly, she seemed like a bit of a ditz on our first meeting and I had never been the snobbish type, but I didn’t see us hitting it off like we did. Experimental sex aside, I actually really liked her. Imagine that?

Deep down, I hoped she liked me, too. I secretly hoped that we’d have another night like that really sexy night in my room. But I didn’t have the guts to tell her that. I’d spent far too long acting like I didn’t care about such things and old habits die hard, even when you become a vampire.

So instead, she was my #2 Best Friend, and could always be counted on to lend a hand when I had done something stupid or needed rescuing like this.

I went back to the same bar one more time after that and saw my hunky guy still there, in his same old spot. When I tried to approach him, he paid his tab and left. The bartender cleaned up his spot, but not before I caught a glimpse of the name on the credit card receipt.

Damien.

You ever notice how some people just seem to really fit their names? Like their mothers and fathers went to some fortune teller before the kid was born and said, “Eh, tell me what kind of personality this kid is going to have so we don’t royally screw up their name.” Because there just doesn’t seem to be any way naturally that someone could pick a more perfect and fitting name for someone who they had not even met yet.

Yup, that was Damien. He was every bit a Damien, so much so that it made me smile. I’m going to find out what you’re about, Damien, I thought to myself.

“What are you having?” the bartender asked me, startling me out of my thoughts.

“Oh, um,” I looked up across the bar into the deep blue eyes of Cindy. She worked most nights here, except Wednesday. I wasn’t quite sure what she thought of me, but she definitely knew who I was. “You know what, Cindy? I think I’m done for tonight. Can you go ahead and cash out my tab, please?”

“Sure thing, sweets,” she said, giving me a wink. “But if you’re planning to catch that big hunk of a guy, I don’t think he’s in a flirting mood.”

“Hey, you just stick to making drinks and let me handle the romance, alright?” I teased.

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