Night's Master by Ashley Amanda

Author:Ashley, Amanda [Ashley, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Vampires, Paranormal, Fiction, Romance, Fantasy, Occult & Supernatural
ISBN: 9781420107425
Publisher: Zebra
Published: 2008-09-29T07:00:00+00:00

It was a little before eleven when I made it to the store that morning. Surprisingly, I was busy all day. And I was glad of it. I didn’t want time to think about Susie’s future as a Werewolf, or what my future with Rafe might be.

Even though most of the Vampires and Werewolves had left town, at least for the moment, I decided it would still be a good idea to close at dusk from now on so I could be safely home by dark.

With that thought in mind, I turned off the lights, set the alarm, and headed for my car just before sunset. I was punching in the code to unlock the door when a hand closed over my forearm.

I shrieked and jerked away.

“Hey, sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Travis!” I pressed a hand over my pounding heart. “Are you out of your mind? What are you doing, sneaking up on me like that?”

I wanted to smack him when he laughed.

“Sorry,” he said again. “I was hoping we could go out for a drink.”

“Didn’t we already cover this?”

“Come on,” he coaxed. “One drink. What can it hurt?”

“Oh, all right. I’ll meet you at Sugar Babe’s.”

“Great.”

With a shake of my head, I got into my car. I sat there for a minute, waiting for my heart to stop pounding, and then I drove the six blocks to Sugar Babe’s Tavern. It was the only place within the city limits where you could legally buy mixed drinks. Even though it was still early, the place was crowded. I paused just inside the door to wait for Travis. A three-piece band occupied the small stage at the far end of the room. Saturday night was open mic night at Sugar Babe’s, and anyone who had a mind to could step up on stage and entertain the customers. I winced as the lanky singer making love to the microphone hit three sour notes in a row. Several boos and catcalls filled the air, but the man kept on singing, his gaze focused on a skinny redhead who was looking at him as if he might be the next Elvis.

When Travis arrived, we threaded our way through the crowd looking for an empty table. Luck was with us. A couple vacated a table for two near the back wall as we approached. I sat down, and Travis dropped into the chair across from mine.

“What’ll you have?” he asked.

“Just a Coke with a couple of cherries.”

“That’s it?”

“I don’t drink.”

“All right. Looks like there’s only one waitress working. Might be faster if I go over to the bar and get our drinks. Don’t let anyone else have my seat,” he said with a wink.

I made a face at him, then blew out a sigh. It felt good to sit down. A couple of women in their early twenties were on stage now. They wore white off-the-shoulder blouses, full skirts, and cowboy boots. I listened as they broke into their rendition of the latest country hit, but my mind wasn’t on the music.

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