Dare to Bleed (Emily Sullivan Series) by Whitten Mary

Author:Whitten, Mary [Whitten, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

I wasn’t sure if it was nerves or bad luck but I tripped getting out of the car. I gracefully fell flat on my face. I rolled over and lay on my back for a minute, just staring at the sky. After I decided I was being a big baby, I got up, brushed myself off and started walking to the door. Was I supposed to knock or should I ring the doorbell? Should I smile when he answered and wait to be invited in? I thought seriously for a moment about kicking down the door and going in loaded, but the problem with that is I had no weapon. Plus, this dude was a vampire, and it seemed impossible to sneak up on a mind reader.

With my luck, I’d kick the door and nothing would happen. That would be embarrassing, to kick and kick until I gave up and used the doorknob. I was just about to knock when the door swung open, kind of like it does in a scary movie before someone gets killed. And this is the part of the movie where I yell at the person not to go into the house. Then they go in and die and I say ‘told you so, idiot.’ I was about to be the dead idiot. I had to keep thinking of Kimmy as I pushed open the door. I walked in and it took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the darkness.

“Shut and lock the door.” I recognized the voice as Damon’s. I did as I was told, feeling like I was shutting the air out of the home. I started feeling a panic attack coming but pushed the thoughts aside.

“Where is Kimmy?” My voice, along with my legs, weren’t working very well. I tried to take a step into the room and almost fell from weak knees. The house was small and older, the same floor plan as my mom’s house. I walked farther into the room. A dark figure walked closer to me in a hood. He stopped about five feet away. I still couldn’t make out his face.

He pulled his hood back, and I swear I almost laughed. He was a freaking teenager. He was short, about my height, with that shaggy Justin Bieber haircut and brown eyes. He had a chubby baby face, with an amazing light complexion. I stood waiting for him to do the twitchy head jerk to get his hair out of his face. He was wearing skinny jeans, looking very emo, which I thought was odd for a vampire.

“You’re so young.” I stated the obvious out loud. He rolled his eyes and it was such a teenager move. I wanted so badly to grab him by his ears and pull him around.

“Please stop thinking,” he said, grabbing his head.

“That’s impossible,” I whispered.

“I’m almost four hundred years old, I’m not a teenager,” he yelled.

“Look, I really don’t give a shit about your age issues. I’ve got bigger fish to fry.

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