I'm The Vampire, That's Why by Michele Bardsley

Author:Michele Bardsley [Bardsley, Michele]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Horror & Ghost Stories
Published: 2010-05-18T17:55:33.951000+00:00

"She loves The Secrets of Droon . So didBryan when he was her age. I kept his collection for Jenny and we started reading them a few weeks ago. We're on the seventh book," I told Patrick.

"How many books are there in the series?"

"I dunno. A zillion, I think."

"Ah. It might take a while to finish the series."

I laughed. "Yeah, probably."

Hand in hand, Patrick and I walked down the block, like a regular couple out for a nightly stroll. After the kids were tucked into bed, all the while complaining about their 4 a.m. bedtime (but Moooom, Wilson and Miranda and Joey and Sue Ann all get to stay up until 5 A.M.), it was nearly time for Patrick and me to meet Lorcan.

"We should probably fly there," I said.

"Fly where?" asked a petulant female voice.Nara the Nasty shimmered in front of us, blocking the path. Oh goodie. My favorite person. Her ensemble screamed "vampire slut." The tight red leather minidress barely covered her vagina. The bustier pushed up and put together her generous boobage and caused what I called the Jell-O Effect ( … watch them wiggle, see them jiggle…). The high heels she wore were ankle busters; the red straps crisscrossed all the way up her calves. She looked exactly like a vampire chick on the prowl for a human snack.

"Isn't this cozy?" She sent Patrick a blatant do-me-now-big-boy look, obviously pretending I didn't exist.

Patrick's thumb stroked across my palm and pleasure tingled through me. He was mine, right now anyway, so I kept my mouth shut. But being quiet didn't mean I had to be nice. I moved closer to Patrick, dropping his hand to snake my arm around his waist; my thumb hooked into the loop on his 501s. His arm settled around my shoulders. This was a move thatNara noticed. And didn't like.

"Where are you going?" she asked. The "with that bitch" wasn't spoken, but I knew she was thinking it.

"Why do you care,Nara ?" Patrick asked politely.

Her eyes widened and her lower lip trembled. Wow. I wondered how long it took her to perfect that move. "Of course, I care. I have always cared. It is you I love, Padriag." Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html

Love? She loved him? Yuck. I should've figured something had gone on between them after the Alexis Carrington treatment she bestowed on me. If we were going to have a real Dynasty moment, we'd start bitch slapping each other soon. I relished the idea of smackingNara .

"You love only yourself," Patrick said, his voice weary. I got the impression this was an oft-repeated discussion. AndNara didn't seem like a girl who took hints to leave. Hell, she didn't seem like a girl who took "no" for an answer.

Her gaze slid to me then up to Patrick's face. I saw the calculation in her eyes, the slight smirking curve of her lips. "You know I don't mind sharing. Not for a night. And it's not like we haven't done a threesome before.

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