Paranormal Talent Agency Omnibus by Heather Silvio

Author:Heather Silvio [Silvio, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: supernatural suspense, Las Vegas, Cozy, paranormal cozy, Empath, Nixie, Sweet Romance, vampire, murder mystery
ISBN: 9781951192020
Publisher: Panther Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Although I grumbled at having to pay for parking on The Strip (really, Las Vegas?), I was glad that Derek at least had the sense to stay at the Cosmopolitan, where the first floor of the Chandelier lounge had the best chocolate martinis ever. Not that I drank them, of course, but they smelled heavenly.

The mass of humanity swarming around me as I approached bombarded me with their physical reactions to the scene. When I was a younger vampire, this would have overwhelmed me; luckily, over time, I’d learned the ability to block or at least filter out some of that noise. The hundreds of beaded chandelier strings around the lounge sparkled and reflected the light – almost everywhere. I zeroed in on a dead spot near the bar. Derek. He absorbed the light and energy around him like a, well, vampire. I shook my head at my own silliness.

He sensed me when I ascended the few lighted steps and turned left to the nearest circular couch. He was seated alone, his energy keeping the humans away. Even while I watched, a drunk couple approached, started to enter the enclosed area, and abruptly veered off. I chuckled. It was a good location, facing the bar, our backs to the room. We’d pitch our voices below human perception and use Derek’s glamour to mask sounds, but it was still best to take precautions. Some people had been known to read lips and I had a vampire friend called out that way once. Awkward.

Derek was as spectacular as ever, his tall frame folded into the seat, one foot resting on the knee of his other leg. Tonight, he wore all black: tight black jeans, gleaming black leather boots, fitted black button-down shirt with the first three buttons again undone. Had this become his signature style? His dark eyes followed me while I walked toward him and entered the seating area. His skin practically glowed in the mood lighting. He smirked when I carefully sat several feet from him. He smelled like the woods.

“Good evening, Evie. You look like candy,” he said, his eyes sliding up and down my figure. “Good enough to eat.” I was glad I didn’t bother to change into something more seductive from my daisy blouse and yellow pants I wore to set earlier in the evening. I squirmed under his gaze and needlessly adjusted my beret. His smile widened. Thank goodness, he’d mistaken my reaction as a positive, when really, I wanted to hurl.

“Hi, Derek,” I responded, trying a smile, hoping it wasn’t as fake as it felt. “You look…nice.” I faltered. I noticed that he ordered a chocolate martini for me to pretend to drink and I picked it up, inhaling deeply. I set the drink back on the table and raised my eyes to his.

We stared at each other, neither able to read the other. Derek slowly smiled. “You called this meeting,” he reminded me.

“Right,” I agreed. “I wanted to discuss filming. I assume the shoot is still happening.

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