Kiss of Pride by Sandra Hill

Author:Sandra Hill
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780062063854
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2012-04-24T11:35:57+00:00

Eleven

Cluelessness: a manly trait through the ages . . .

Transylvania feature, Kelly Page 1

Draft Seven

Why are vampires so popular? The dark princes of the night monopolize almost every aspect of popular culture, and yet no one seems able to pinpoint why. What happened to transform these evil monsters into heroes?

Unbelievably, some people blame it on Sesame Street. Could it be that the sweet-natured Count on the public TV show is responsible for this softening of the bloodsucking villain so familiar to us starting with Bram Stoker’s Dracula? And what about Count Chocula breakfast cereal? Is it really possible that from a young age, our youth are being subconsciously influenced to view vampires as friend, not foe? If so, why?

That subject and more would be interesting topics for doctoral studies at any of our major universities. In fact . . .

“You have crossed the line this time, buster,” Alex seethed, shoving Vikar on the shoulder for emphasis.

“Now, sweetling . . .”

“How could you? How could you?” She continued to shove his immovable body. Like a monument he was. Lying on his side. A monument to cluelessness.

When he flinched away from her pummeling fist, she moved herself up onto her knees and glared down at him with consternation. “Not that you haven’t crossed the line before, but two men in bed with me? Unbelievable!”

“We weren’t in bed in bed,” he tried to argue.

“That doesn’t even pass the giggle test.”

“Does that mean you do not want to have near-sex with me?” The look of disappointment on his face was priceless.

She shook her head at him. How could a man be so infuriating and adorable at the same time? “Can you say ‘clueless’? Really, men do the stupidest things and still expect women to have monkey sex with them.”

“Monkey sex?” His forehead furrowed with confusion, and, yes, interest.

“Like watch ten straight hours of football, reek of cigar smoke and hot wings, and have the nerve to say, ‘Hey, babe, wanna play with my balls’?”

“I do not like cigars.”

“What you did was ten times worse.”

“Than cigars?”

“Aaarrgh!”

“And I rarely eat hot wings. They stain my fangs.”

“Aaarrgh!”

“Do not deny it, dearling, you are still aroused from our earlier love play.” He smiled lazily. As if to tempt her.

She frowned. She was tempted. “No, I am not aroused,” she insisted then. Aroused would be an understatement. More like crawling the walls, I-want-you, I-want-you, I-want-you, please, please, please.

“I can smell your ardor.” He reached up a hand to caress her hair.

She slapped his hand away. “Maybe it’s the lemonade I drank earlier.”

“Sin scent smells like lemons. Arousal smells like woman musk.” He sniffed the air and pretended to shiver with delight.

The idiot! “I swear, your IQ is dropping by the second.” She drew the robe tighter around her nude body when she realized the idiot was staring up at her cleavage. “What I don’t understand is how you got me to acquiesce. Am I in a cult or something? Did you spike the Kool-Aid . . . uh, lemonade?”

“Cult?” he asked hesitantly.

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