Diane Whiteside - Texas Vampires - 6 by Crimson Kisses (in The Mammoth Book Of Vampire Romance)

Author:Crimson Kisses (in The Mammoth Book Of Vampire Romance) [Kisses, Crimson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:38:02.057000+00:00

doctor’s orders in order to come here tonight.

“Are you sure you’re feeling well, Miss Calvert?” the governor enquired, his gaze passing quickly over her then sweeping the room beyond. She could almost hear him adding up how many important men he could speak to in his next few steps, now that he’d paid his duty to his hostess’s niece.

“Entirely so, thank you, especially after I catch a breath of fresh air.” She tilted her chin up, denying any longing to sit down. If Edmund were here, even that narrow chaise would be an ocean of comfort with him beside her.

“In that case, I’ll give you a doctor’s prescription and order you to step outside for a moment.”

“In that case – I shall certainly obey, doctor.” She smiled back at him and dropped a very small curtsey in mock humility. If she’d dipped any lower, she might have swayed and fallen.

She slipped between the curtains and onto the narrow balcony, a legacy of Texas’ Spanish ancestry. Its ornate stone railing was draped in heavy blankets for colour, making it into a cosy nest from the waist down. The night was dark, with the waning crescent moon lurking behind scudding storm clouds. The narrow side street lay below her, full of heavy shadows except for a few stray beams of light creeping out of the hotel. Drunken revelry roared out of the saloons a few blocks away as men and their companions celebrated the coming year. The heavy curtains and thick walls confined the ball’s cascading music to the interior of the building. Here and now, all was quiet.

One hour until midnight. Would Edmund come for her inside the party or outside? Would he be early or late?

Men burst out of the hotel and into the side street. Their scuffle was accented by the sound of fists slamming into flesh.

Could it be her lovSera?rah lunged for the railing of the balcony, her heart banging against her ribs.

A man cursed, only to be cut off by a gasp. Not Edmund, thank God. Sarah’s pulse recovered enough that she could study the quartet facing her from the alleyway.

“Damn you, let me go, you greaser.” A pig-faced man – his throat encircled by the Indian’s forearm, and a big knife at his throat – glared at the immaculate Don Rafael. The brute tried to spit but failed miserably.

Mr St Just surveyed him coldly, then took up watch by the main street.

Sarah shrank back below the balcony railing, her heart in her throat, but she could still hear them.

“Not until you understand Texas law.” Razors would have been gentler than Don Rafael’s voice. “The onlyvampiros permitted in this town are mine.”

Vampiros? He was vaampiro? Like EdmundI?f she’d been feverish before, now she was colder than a glacier.

“Greedy bastard! There’s plenty of food here for you and manvyamotphieror s besides. Why won’t you share it with visitors, like otphaetrrones? Or are you afraid I’ll kill you and take it all?”

Somebody growled down below but not Don Rafael.

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