Vampire Dragon by Annette Blair

Author:Annette Blair
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Organized crime, Man-woman relationships, Magic, Bouncers, Paranormal romance stories, Paranormal, General, Romance, Temporary help services, Bodyguards, Fiction, Contemporary
ISBN: 9780425240526
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2011-04-05T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-SEVEN

“Last night, a Master Vampire,” Darkwyn said hours later. “Today, a waiter.”

“I’ve never seen Bite Me overflow like this,” one of the waitresses said as they stood waiting for their customers’ orders to be filled. “I guess it’s a good thing?”

“I am not sure.” Darkwyn looked around. “I assumed that waiting tables would be easy. But breakfast has run into lunch, and lunch into dinner, with no breaks in the crowd.”

“Even our Vampiress is waiting tables.”

“I am forming a great respect for waitpersons,” Darkwyn said. “Thank you for working overtime today.”

The waitress grabbed her plates and went to distribute them.

He and Bronte had been working beside the regular staff all day, to keep customer flow at a bearable pace.

Customers loved meeting the Vampire Dragon in person. He shook more hands than he took orders, but he tried to help.

“Are you eating blood pudding?” Bronte asked when she found him taking a break in the supply room.

“It is also called blood sausage. Yes, I am starving.”

“That’s made with real blood, you know.”

“I know,” he said. “Oddly enough, this one is called Boudin and is made in Canada. And this soup is blood soup. Hey, don’t blame me. It’s your menu. Try some, it’s delicious.”

“No, thanks. Eat, before your soup clots.” She turned from his offer of a spoonful. “I ate it as a kid, before I knew what it was.” She shivered and he put down his fork to rub her arms, and pull her close.

“Want a sip of my decoffinated coffee?” He practiced his wink on her. “When I was a dragon, I chased supper and ate it when and where I caught it. Get the picture?”

“Yuck. Yes, I get it.”

“Do not worry, I will brush my teeth before I kiss you.”

“And I’ll find a spell to erase my memory of your former eating habits. Yeesh! Oh, look at the time. I have to go and change my clothes, turn into the real Vampiress, so I’ll be ready to open Drak’s for the vamps. I’ll be right back.”

The pub had a line of its own with a door spotter who let two people in when two left, or three or five, whatever. Darkwyn had learned to respect and appreciate maximum capacity laws. It saved on havoc and bar brawls. Not to mention its original purpose, the safety of customers in case of fire.

Given this turn of events, Darkwyn wished he had landed on earth in a closet with the door shut, or his mouth stapled, at the least. If he knew then what he knew now, he would probably still be there, so no one could learn where he came from.

Then again, the universe meant him for Bronte. Smart universe. He would be less than whole without her. He guessed he landed in the right place. Though, with his misplaced honesty, he might have given Killian more power than he would like her to have. Worse, he had promised to take on Bronte’s enemies but didn’t yet know who they were.

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