The Vampires' Last Lover (Dying of the Dark Vampires Book 1) by Aiden James & Patrick Burdine

Author:Aiden James & Patrick Burdine [James, Aiden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781620075746
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Published: 2014-08-03T19:00:00+00:00

I stepped out of my snowsuit and hung it on a hook in the foyer and walked in to the chalet proper. Racco was waiting for me near the stairs to the master suite on the second floor. Clad in only his Body Armor, the contours of his well-toned muscles were clearly revealed. Add in a gorgeous smile, intense blue eyes, and the powerful charisma exuding from Racco, and I was completely overmatched. A schoolgirl with an insane crush on this master of life—a perfect man.

“Follow me, Txema… another fire burns upstairs,” he said, noting my momentary fascination with the roaring blaze inside a tall fireplace in the main living area. “My personal chef has prepared a little feast on the veranda.”

He waited for me to give him my hand, which I worried might be clammy from my nervousness. But, he didn’t seem to notice. Instead he pressed his lips, warm, soft, delicious lips, against the back of my hand and then he led me up the stairs. The bed looked inviting, with the covers pulled down slightly, and a more impressive blaze burned brightly in the fireplace across from the bed. Heavy oak furniture in a Black Forrest motif brought a strong masculine feel to the room.

“Our sources have told us that you have a fondness for crepes and waffles,” Racco said. He motioned for me to move out to the veranda, where Mercel and the chef, a pretty blonde female named Annette, waited next to a table set for two. In addition to the batter varieties were roasted potatoes, bacon, and an assortment of fruit. “Have you made a decision as to having more champagne, or would you prefer something warmer, like cocoa or cider?”

I noticed another fireplace outside on the veranda, and the room felt comfortable, despite the French doors standing wide open. The view beyond was indeed spectacular, reminding me of a vacation with my family to Vermont several years ago, although these hills were more majestic.

“Champagne will be fine,” I told him, following his lead outside. We sat across from each other, and Annette placed a crepe and a waffle on my plate. Meanwhile, Racco settled for a few strips of bacon. It occurred to me then that I had yet to see him dine heavy—he was always taking small portions. I suddenly worried that he might view me as a cow in comparison. But the appetite suppressant from the earlier pill had worn off. I was starving again. Perhaps sensing the awkwardness, Racco asked Annette to make him a fresh crepe.

“Go ahead and leave another bottle for later, Mercel,” said Racco, after we had finished our meal. “We will call for you and Annette to remove this before we return to the castle.”

He motioned for them both to leave, and once they had returned downstairs, Racco turned his attention to me.

“Come, let us sit near the fire inside,” he said. “I believe we both have some unfinished business to attend to.”

Racco got up and pulled out my chair for me.

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