The Girl Who Bit Me: A Spicy Sapphic Vampire Romance by Valerie Hunter

Author:Valerie Hunter [Hunter, Valerie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2026-01-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

If Aster thought being Sylvia’s wife in bed was torture enough, nothing — not solitary confinement, not years in federal prison, not being sliced open and knit back together with a sewing needle — prepared her for the way she’d feel when she woke up the next day, and Sylvia hadn’t taken the wedding ring off.

Not even during breakfast, her hands messy with olive oil, or in the shower, her hands wringing wet hair dry.

Not once.

She wants to keep it on, her foolish mind told her.

Or she can’t be arsed to take it off.

The funeral was a few hours away, after all.

Aster propped her elbows up on kitchen island as Sylvia rounded the corner from the bathroom, hot, humid steam wafting in, clouding the kitchen like the view outside an airplane window. Her roommate (or, in the dark crevices of her wishful mind, her wife) was more stunning than Cleopatra in just her towel, dew droplets of water collected on her bruised, bitten shoulders.

She looks so gorgeous like that.

Covered in bite marks.

Sylvia failed to notice her there, so Aster watched her silently, like the moon watches the sun, as Sylvia plugged in their coffee machine, and toyed with the edge of her ring as it booted up.

Sylvia’s lips twitched up into a sly smile.

“I can feel you watching me, you know.”

Aster startled, blushing.

She swore she hadn’t noticed her.

“I wasn’t watching you.”

Liar, liar, liar.

“Right, just like you didn’t kill Tommy Ashcroft,” Sylvia chuckled, amused, as she slowly punched in an elaborate amount of custom settings into the feeble Keurig machine, which whined like a baby at the terror she was inflicting on it. After a moment, she looked up, toward the fridge, then frowned gravely, as if disgusted. “God, I caught sight of the thing again. Are you sure we can’t burn it?”

The thing was a portrait of Andrew and Tony’s cocker spaniel that looked like it was painted by someone going through a psychotic episode — its eyes were the size of golf balls, and the color palette was red and pink and yellow.

Sylvia had hidden it partially behind the refrigerator, but you could still see the creature’s snout poking out if you caught it from the right angle. And she had apparently found that angle.

Aster was just grateful for the change in topic. Anything to distract from the fact that she had woken up with Sylvia’s arm slung tightly around her stomach, Sylvia’s mouth pressed in a barely-there kiss to her neck.

Anything to prevent the creeping feeling that something was building between them, like a boulder might teeter at the top of the cliff, before ultimately diving into a chasm.

She turned the corner around the island, then leaned casually against the kitchen counter, so they were facing each other, trying to project confidence she didn’t have.

“Let’s not do that,” she breathed. “I like this apartment, and I’m not even sure your Suggestion is powerful enough to get Tony to forgive us if we put that thing into the trash.

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