Some Girls Bite 1 by Neill Chloe

Author:Neill, Chloe [Neill, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Vampires, A Chicagoland Vampires, Merit (Fictitious Character : Neill), Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Fantasy, Horror, Occult Fiction, Occult & Supernatural, Paranormal
ISBN: 9780451226259
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2009-04-07T07:00:00+00:00

It was nearly midnight when I returned to Wicker Park. The house was empty, and I wondered if Mallory and Catcher had reached some kind of peace after the dinnertime fight. I was starving, so I made a ham sandwich, layered on some tortilla chips, squished the concoction into a napkin, and carried it into the living room. I turned on the television for background noise—and it was unfortunate that I now lived in the hours of infomercials, B-movies and syndicated garbage—and pulled the Canon into my lap. I ate as I read, filling an hour of time and finishing chapter one, then moving on to the “Servicing Your Lord” tutorial. Luckily, the text was a little less connubial than the name sounded. Where the first chapter was a kind of introduction to vampirism, chapter two offered more detail about the duties of the Novitiate vampire—loyalty, allegiance, and something the book referred to as “Grateful Condescension,” which was as ass-backwardly Jane Austen-esque as its name suggested. I was supposed to offer Ethan my “Polite Regarde,” treating him with deference and respect and generally meeting his requests and demands with gratefulness that he’d deigned to make them of me in the first place.

I chuckled, realizing the degree to which my unacquies cent behavior probably shocked him and wondering why the Canon hadn’t been substantively updated since, what, Regency England?

I’d just balled up my napkin and tossed it on the coffee table when a knock sounded at the door. Mallory, maybe, having forgotten her keys, or Ethan with a demand that I Gratefully Condescend to his Honored Personage. A little too comfortable with the guards out front, I made the mistake of opening the door without checking the peephole first. He stuck a black boot in the door before I could slam it shut in his face.

“I’m sorry,” he offered through the three inches of open space.

“Get your foot out of my house.”

Morgan shifted, peering through the crack. “I’m here to apologize profusely. And I’m willing to genuflect.” His voice turned softer. “Look, I’m really sorry about the scene last night. I could have handled it better.”

I pulled open the door and offered him my haughtiest stare. “You ‘could have handled it better’? In the sense of not humiliating my friends and me? In not backing me up when I said—when you knew—that we hadn’t been causing problems? Or in not treating us like trash because I’m from a different House than you? Which part of it could you have handled better? Specifically.”

Morgan smiled sheepishly, an expression that was irritatingly cute on a dark-haired, bedroom-eyed boy. He was in jeans again tonight, this time paired with a smoky blue quarter-sleeved T-shirt that snugged his torso. I noted a hint of gold around his neck, and I guessed it was the medal of Navarre House, similar in style to the one worn by Ethan, but, as last night had shown, symbolizing a very, very different philosophy.

I stared him down, but he met my gaze, one corner of his mouth tipped into a charmingly lopsided smile.

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