Born to Bite by Lynsay Sands

Born to Bite by Lynsay Sands

Author:Lynsay Sands
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2010-09-14T22:00:00+00:00


Eshe opened her eyes and peered blearily at Armand. His face was right above hers, a blurry wash of pale skin with silver-blue eyes. Smiling sleepily, she tried to raise her hand to caress his face, but found herself too weary, so murmured, “Armand. So sweet. Kiss me.”

“I’m not Armand. I’m not sweet. And I’m not kissing you.”

Eshe blinked, managing to sweep away some of the sleep or whatever scum was coating her eyes, and found herself staring at Lucian Argeneau’s grim face. She wouldn’t have bothered to prevent the scowl that immediately covered her face if she could have, and she didn’t bother to try to stop the “God! What a face to wake up to” that slipped from her lips either.

“You have always been a charmer,” Lucian said, sounding amused rather than insulted.

Eshe grunted at the words and snapped, “What are you doing in my room?”

“Perhaps you should be asking yourself why you are in your room,” Lucian countered, watching her carefully.

Eshe sought her mind briefly, flushing as the memories of what she and Armand had done in the shed came to her. Obviously the man had carried her into the house while she still slept and put her to bed. Now she’d been caught slacking on the job. If Lucian was here, it must be nighttime and she should be up working.

“She doesn’t remember.”

Eshe opened her eyes again and raised her gaze to the brunette woman she could just see standing behind Lucian. Leigh, his life mate. Eshe had met her only a couple of times in passing since the woman had come into Lucian’s life, but she figured anyone who could put up with his grumpy mug day in and day out had to be a saint, so she smiled at the woman and said, “Hi, Leigh. What are you doing here?”

“She is a saint,” Lucian assured her, obviously having read her thoughts and having absolutely no compunction about letting her know that he had. He could be such a rude bugger.

“I told you the drugs would still be affecting her,” Bricker said, making his presence known. Eshe glanced his way on the other side of the bed, eyebrows rising when she spotted Anders at his side.

“Jeez. What is this, Grand Central Station? Why is everyone in my room? And why does my throat hurt? And what is that smell?” she asked with disgust as she slowly became aware of the different sensations afflicting her.

“What smell is that?” Lucian asked patiently.

“Like burning pork,” she muttered wrinkling her nose.

“That would be you, then,” he said dryly.

“Lucian,” Leigh chided, poking and prodding at him to get him out of the way. The brunette took his place sitting on the edge of her bed, and smiled into Eshe’s confused eyes as she asked, “Do you remember anything at all after you and Armand had your picnic and then…er…napped in the shed?”

Eshe stared at her silently, not really seeing her as she searched her mind, but the very last thing she remembered was passing out on Armand’s lap.



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