Desired: A Vampire Blood Courtesans Romance by Monica La Porta & Michelle Fox

Author:Monica La Porta & Michelle Fox [Porta, Monica La]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Hi,” I croaked back. I couldn’t say his name out loud for fear that he would disappear.

Fabian Laurentis had won me at the auction. Even looking at him didn’t make it real.

“Hi,” he repeated, patting the seat by his side.

I tried to remember the speech I had hastily hatched a few minutes ago. “Thank you, but—”

“My pleasure.” Fabian’s smile widened. Dimples appeared on both his cheeks.

He was famous for his dimples. Up close, they were devastating, and they made me forget what I should have said right away.

“Come closer.” His voice was gentle, but I heard the command underneath.

Instead of sending me into a bout of panic, his firm tone reassured me, and I moved on the seat.

He nodded, pleased. Then he lowered his hand on mine which was resting on my lap.

That simple gesture made it real for me.

Fabian Laurentis won me at the auction. And I should be saying to him thanks but no thanks.

His skin was cold, but not as cold as I had imagined. Those sleepless nights had been conducive to hours of thinking of what it would feel to be touched by the famous actor. Now I knew. It was thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

His fingers circled my wrist, massaging my hand with just enough pressure to make me shiver.

He lowered his mouth to my ear and closed the lapels of my cloak with his free hand. “Are you comfortable?”

Unable to answer, I nodded. If anything, with his finger pads eliciting the most mixed reaction in my body, and his gentle breath at my earlobe, I was about to moan. The thought horrified me. Where was my resolution to refuse his offer?

“Good,” he said, and I had no idea what was good. Then, without turning, his body still angled toward mine and his mouth close to my throat, he said, “Martino, we can go.”

Finally, my brain connected with my mouth. “Martino, please stop.” I turned slightly in the seat to look at Fabian. “We need to talk.”

With an amused glint, Fabian nodded. “Martino, give us a minute.”

Dark glass rose to give us privacy in the back.

The power of Fabian’s eyes staring back at me rendered me mute for a moment. Then I blurted out, “Thank you, but I can’t accept your money. I should’ve never gone through with the auction in the first place. It was a mistake. I apologize for the inconvenience—”

“You don’t want to be a blood courtesan?” he said, something passing through his gaze that looked a lot like relief.

My nerves must be playing tricks on me. I took a long breath. “No, I don’t want to be a blood courtesan.” Fabian’s expression changed again, and I hurried to add, “It’s not personal.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” His lips quirked.

“So, again, thank you for everything.” I grabbed the door handle.

“Where are you going?” he asked. His tone was guarded, and it made me nervous.

“Home. After I talk to Madame V.” I lowered the handle and made to exit.

His hand landed on my arm.

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