J.R. Rain's Vampire for Hire World_Vampires She Wrote by Eve Paludan

Author:Eve Paludan [Paludan, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

I was depleted by the time we got home, but Justine was still punchy. Every time I fell asleep and woke up, she was pacing.

“We’ll heal better if we drink blood and get a good day’s sleep. Why don’t you chill?”

“I’ll chill when I’m ready to chill.” She threw karate punches and kicks into the air.

“What’s your problem?”

“Killing an enemy and drinking his blood is like doing coke. Lots and lots of coke.”

“Please tell me you don’t do coke.”

“Never have. It was a metaphor.”

“That’s a relief. Are you going to stay in this annoying mood for much longer?”

She gave me a wicked smile. “I can get rid of it if we have lots of angry sex to complete the circle of fighting and making up.”

I laughed. “I can’t tonight. I have a headache.”

She chuckled. “I know. I was just trying to make you laugh. And then, you made me laugh. It hurts when I laugh.”

“Well, then, since it hurts when we both laugh, apparently, date night has been a complete success.”

She giggled. “I’m sorry. I think it has something to do with drinking evil blood. My entity wants me to do wicked things to you—alas, I have no handcuffs.”

“I have handcuffs,” I teased, “but I need a rain check.”

Justine gave me surprised look. “You got it.”

She paced off her killer energy until she went to take a shower. My head was killing me so I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. A little while later, I felt someone watching me and snapped open my eyes. She was kneeling next to the bed, staring at me.

I sat up in bed. “Whoa, you startled me!”

“Sorry. I’m tired now, but I needed to ask you if you wanted me to sleep in the guest room?”

I thought about my answer. “No, Justine. I don’t want you to sleep in the guest room.”

“Are you still angry with me?”

I growled at her. “Why do women always want to talk crap when men are trying to sleep?”

She smirked. “Because you’re vulnerable then. You’ll say anything to get your sleep.”

I couldn’t help laughing. “I’m not angry with you. You couldn’t help what you did to set me up and that’s over. Now, I’m angry with myself because I was so easily tricked. My freaking pride has taken one for the team.”

“You won’t fall for it ever again, I’m sure.”

“Justine, my head’s killing me. Can you go to the kitchen and get us some blood for a nightcap?”

“Technically, it’s a day-cap.”

“Ha-ha. Please?”

She left my bedroom and I soon heard her rummaging in the kitchen cabinets and the fridge. While she was busy, I sniffed my pits, took a quick shower and threw on sweatpants. Then I got back in bed. I left the top to the same sweats on the pillow next to mine, sank back and closed my eyes.

She woke me when she brought blood to the bedroom in plastic cups that I’d saved from Cirque de Soleil in Santa Monica. As we drank it in bed, she asked, “What’s Cirque like?”

“Magical.

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