Once Upon a Vampire: Tales from the Blood Coven Book 1 by Mari Mancusi

Author:Mari Mancusi [Mancusi, Mari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-20T18:30:00+00:00

14

I woke up sometime later to find Logan sitting in the chair, reading something on his phone. Stretching my arms over my head, I released a long yawn. I couldn’t believe how great I had slept, considering the place and circumstances. I should have been tossing and turning in fear. Instead, I’d conked out like a baby.

Logan looked up from his phone. He gave me a slow smile. “You’re awake,” he said.

“I guess so.” I sat up in bed, brushing my hair back from my shoulder. “God, I slept like the dead.”

“It’s the being underground,” he explained. “There’s no light. There’s no sound. It’s very conducive to sleep.”

“What about you? I mean, that chair couldn’t have been comfortable,” I said, giving him a sheepish look. In the light of day the whole thing seemed so ridiculous. So embarrassing. I couldn’t believe I had led him on like that, then yanked away. He must think I was a total freak.

But his smile never wavered. “It was fine,” he assured me, stretching his arms and legs, as if to prove his point. Instead he almost fell off the chair. He laughed and stood up. “Okay, I admit. It wasn’t the most comfortable sleep I’ve ever had. But it’s all good.”

I groaned, throwing myself back on the pillow. “Seriously, I am the worst damsel in distress ever,” I said.

“I don’t know about that,” he shot back. “And at least you’re a damn good kisser.”

Oh. My. God.

My face flamed. I grabbed the pillow and pulled it over my head. Logan laughed and grabbed it from me. I tried to wrestle it back, but, of course he was too strong. Cause, you know. Vampire.

But I wasn’t about to be thwarted. I grabbed the other pillow and threw it in his direction. It him square in the chest. He waggled his eyebrows at me.

“Oh I see,” he said. Then he grabbed both pillows and charged me. I ducked, but it was no use. I was hit with both of them square on.

“Uncle!” I protested as he jumped onto the bed. “Uncle!”

He laughed, but dropped the pillows. Then he lay, out of breath, on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, I lay next to him, so close we were almost touching, yet frustratingly still inches apart. I knew it wouldn’t take much to make that move. To cross that boundary again. To climb on top of him, straddle his thighs. To lean down and kiss him senseless.

But then what? What if my anxiety returned? I couldn’t lead him on, then push him away a second time. That would just be cruel. And what if he decided he’d had enough of me? That I wasn’t worth his time or attention?

No. It was better to wait. At least until I felt more comfortable. Till I got control of my senses. And maybe until we were out of danger. Now there was a thought. It was tough to remember, actually, that we were technically still on the run. Still in fear of our lives.

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