Something Chosen by Alex Owens

Author:Alex Owens [Owens, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781980481034
Amazon: 1980481032
Publisher: Independently published
Published: 2018-03-06T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The next little bit was foggy, like I was seeing things through the holes in an old cotton blanket. It reminded me of when I was a child, reading past my bedtime, and the light from my flashlight would escape through the weave of my blanket and speckle the room. But this time was not nearly so innocent. I didn’t remember much right after, but what I did remember would have my mother turning in her grave.

All sounds were muffled, like I was underwater, and I drifted, not exactly within my own body. Focusing on anything for more than a second was impossible. Figures passed in front of me. Voices floated through the air like spring winds. I snatched thoughts as they floated by.

I was a vampire. I was dead, or half-dead or something.

I was a single mom (almost) and I was dating (sort of) another female.

I’d just had anonymous sex with a vampire in front of a bunch of other people.

My life was over; my life was just beginning.

Oh, and I just drank human blood—warm, from another person.

Oh, shit… was Morgan okay?

Finally, I was able to concentrate long enough to find the one person I sought. Morgan was across from me, laid on a bench. She looked to be sleeping. Someone passed in front of me and from the blond hair, I assumed it was China.

The music changed-up and I felt the vibe of the place respond to the high-energy pulse of Paralyzer. The music gods were having a good laugh at my expense, because I felt as close to paralyzed as I’d ever been. I’d been struck by something, alright.

The fog in my head thickened again as I felt myself being stood up. Dangerous separated from me and his withdrawal was disappointing on a visceral level. A shiver passed through my body as the world tilted slightly. I was full and sated—possibly to the point of being high.

That made me wonder if Morgan had been on anything, and if so, was it possible for me to get high or drunk by proxy?

My vision cleared a little and Bette was standing in front of me, touching my cheek. Her face was devoid of emotion, but her eyes sparkled. God, she was beautiful, regal even. And oozing with sex appeal.

Part of me hoped that we had something real, something tangible, even though I understood I’d been under her spell for most of the last few days. Wanting something was a good enough reason to get it, right?

And what about Dangerous?

Was Bette mad about that? I couldn’t tell. She didn’t look mad, but she was hard to read, so much going on under that stunning veneer of hers.

God, I was babbling. The fact that I was babbling to myself, in my own damn head, made it that much worse. I shook my head to clear it. Focus, I had to focus.

“Clara, can you hear me?” Bette said.

Rough hands pulled down my skirt. The fabric scratched at my bare legs, shooting odd sensations through my skin.

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