Lucien (Vampire's Mate Book 3) by Grae Bryan

Author:Grae Bryan [Bryan, Grae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-11-02T16:00:00+00:00

twelve

Jamie

“Where’s your new shadow?”

Jamie looked up from his computer to find Monique standing in the doorway between the kitchen and living room, eating dry cereal out of the box.

He’d been keeping himself busy fielding emails from potential clients. Picking up any major, time-consuming project didn’t sound particularly appealing at the moment—not when his mind was firmly focused on other, much more exciting new developments—but some requests were easy enough ways to keep his bank account full. Designing new websites, working out bugs on company apps, and so on.

“Luc? He’s running some errands.” Although, what errands a vampire could possibly have to run in this town, Jamie had no clue. And Luc hadn’t exactly been forthcoming with the answer.

Jamie’s vampire had seemed…preoccupied that morning. Not exactly distant—not when he’d made Jamie come twice before breakfast—but a little on edge, for sure.

But who knew how full of thoughts Jamie’s own head would be after multiple centuries of living? He supposed he’d find that out for himself eventually.

He grinned at the thought. How weird. How fucking cool.

Monique was still standing in the doorway, fiddling with one of her braids now. “You seem happy,” she said. It sounded almost like an accusation.

Jamie shrugged. “I’m always happy.”

Monique hummed noncommittally, staring at him. “He’s kind of an odd duck, isn’t he?”

Jamie didn’t have to ask who she meant by “he.”

“I’m kind of an odd duck,” he pointed out, maybe a little sharply.

“Yeah, but you’re charming,” Monique countered. “And fun. Goofy. He’s very…intense. And not just because of his always-in-character costuming.”

“You know I’m odd in other ways.” Jamie turned back to his computer, thinking that would settle it. He and Monique didn’t talk about it directly—his “oddity.” Not since her ex’s accident. Not ever.

So he was surprised when Monique sat down next to him on the couch, placing her box of cereal on the coffee table before turning to face him. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her favorite self-soothing method before confrontation. Jamie braced himself.

“I don’t blame you for what happened,” she said after another calming breath.

Oh, so they were really having this conversation. Jamie wished he had a cigarette. A toothpick. A piece of gum, even. He settled for tapping his fingers on his thigh. “I didn’t think you did.”

He’d definitely thought she did.

Monique eyed his fingers’ frantic rhythm, pursing her lips a little, but didn’t ask him to stop. She knew him too well for that. “I know I didn’t handle it well. I just— It didn’t make any sense to me. I’ve never even been superstitious before. In the back of my mind, I kept thinking maybe you’d just heard it somewhere else first. Like you were playing pretend about it being a—a premonition.”

“I told you what I saw before it happened.” And given the chance to do it all over again, Jamie wasn’t sure he would. He’d been young, still in high school. He’d thought somehow he owed it to her to tell her, that the knowing would help.

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