Patient Z by Black Becky

Author:Black, Becky [Black, Becky]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: LGBT, Paranormal, Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2013-07-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Mitch suspected the hotel’s rating would be severely reduced now as they trooped through the debris-strewn lobby. The vehicles were outside, locked up, their alarms set.

“We’ll take the second floor,” he said. “Secure a section; make sure we have a fire escape. Then we eat and get some rest. Tanya, organize watches.”

They made their way upstairs. The place appeared utterly deserted. No zombies and nothing to draw them, no humans. While a hotel might sound like an attractive place to hole up in, there were too many doors for Mitch’s tastes. Staying a night was one thing, but stay here long enough and one day you’d open the door of your room to a shambling figure.

They searched a section of the second floor that had ready access to a fire escape, checking behind every door in every room. It had windows that looked down at where their truck and SUV were parked, so they could keep an eye on those. They blocked the fire doors that led from the secured section to the rest of the building, and a collective sigh of relief came from the group. A few precious hours when they could relax and feel relatively safe.

The group gathered in the room Mitch had taken for himself and Cal. Big, like all of them, with an enormous bed. They could have dragged in chairs and tables from the other rooms, but by common consensus they settled on picnicking, sitting on the floor on some stale-smelling blankets they’d found in an airing closet. After distributing the food they’d brought up from the trucks, Tanya and Blanca, looking conspiratorial, dragged a couple of clinking boxes into the middle of the picnic area.

“Wine,” Tanya said. “From the minibars.” She took out a half-sized bottle with a screw cap. “I don’t suppose they’re the type of wine you lay down for years, but I’ll bet it’s still good. Just don’t get drunk. You’ve all got a turn at watch, and you need to be alert.” She handed the wine bottles around. Mitch considered refraining, but hell, why not? A half bottle wouldn’t do him any harm. He was looking around for a cup to pour it into when he saw Cal—and several of the women—drink from the bottle.

“That’s very uncouth,” he said to Cal, sitting at his left side. Cal winked at him.

“Never claimed to be couth. Anyway, this stuff tastes like vinegar mixed with cough medicine, so screw couth.” He swigged again, Adam’s apple bobbing up and down and making heat stir in Mitch’s groin. He glanced behind himself at the king-size bed. They’d talked about how it would be good to share such a huge bed instead of their strapped-together cots and two mattresses.

Could they, though? Here? With others on watch listening out for any moaning? He grinned to himself. He hoped he didn’t sound like a zombie during sex. He supposed they could just be very quiet. And if the bed didn’t squeak or the headboard bang on the wall… He put the picture out of his mind.

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