Vamps And The City by Kerrelyn Sparks

Author:Kerrelyn Sparks [Vamps & City, The]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Contemporary, Vampires, Horror, Paranormal, General, Romance, Reality televison programs, Television producers and directors, Women television producers and directors, Fiction, Love stories
ISBN: 9780060752019
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2006-04-06T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Darcy questioned herself with every step. Why put herself through more torture? But she'd seen Adam, sitting on the bench. In what he had thought was a private moment, he'd let his true feelings show. He was suffering as much as she.

She'd been the one to decide who would sleep where, so she knew exactly where he was. She raised her hand to knock on his door. Another twinge of self-doubt made her hesitate. He was a mortal. Let the poor man go! She had no right to involve him in the vampire world. He would learn the truth eventually, if he didn't know it already. And he would resent her for it. Just like she resented Connor. She stepped back. If she loved this man, she should let him go.

Love? Did she love him?

The door opened. Her breath hitched. He stood in the doorway, looking at her. His hair was tousled. His jacket was off. His dress shirt was unbuttoned, revealing that wonderfully muscled chest and stomach. And his eyes, there was so much pain and longing there. She knew in an instant—Yes, I do love him.

He leaned a forearm against the doorjamb. "I thought I heard someone out here.”

She nodded. Now that she was here, all the words she'd planned to say vanished from her brain.

He frowned. Apparently, he was having similar difficulties.

"How's your finger?" She winced. What a dumb thing to ask.

"I think I'll live.”

Which was more than she could ever do. Sheesh. How could she word this? Oh, by the way, have you noticed I'm a vampire?

"I said some rude things to you earlier tonight." He watched her sadly. "I'm really sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.”

Tears gathered in her eyes and she blinked them away. "I'm sorry, too. I said some things I shouldn't have.”

"I don't recall you doing anything wrong.”

"I called you a prick.”

The corner of his mouth quirked up. "It was more of an insinuation, but I deserved it.”

He deserved more than she could give. She stepped back.

"What's up with the judges?" he asked.

She blinked. "Excuse me?”

"They dress so strange. One looks like a blond Scarlett O'Hara, and some of the others look like escapees from a Renaissance festival.”

"Oh." Darcy clenched her hands together. "I admit they have rather odd tastes, but that's their idea of evening wear. Speaking of which, tomorrow night, all the men will be judged on how well you're dressed." She hoped he didn't notice how abruptly she'd changed the subject. Luckily, she wasn't breaking any rules. All the men were being warned to dress their best and be prepared to dance.

Adam shrugged. "I don't have a tuxedo.”

"That's all right. The suit you wore tonight will be fine. You looked… wonderful." Good God, she was acting like a gushing teenager. "I—I should go.”

He was frowning again. "About the dancing competition…”

"Yes? Cora Lee will be judging that.”

"The Scarlett O'Hara knockoff ?”

"Yes." Darcy attempted a smile. "Most likely, she'll expect you to do a waltz or a polka. Those are her favorite dances.

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