Vampires and Donuts by Tielle St. Clare

Author:Tielle St. Clare [Clare, Tielle St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-03-07T23:41:04.189000+00:00

Chapter Three

Kendra paced the length of her kitchen, reaching the end of the counter, spinning around and walking back.

She’d been stood up by a vampire. After she’d left Brand’s house, she’d gotten a gun and silver bullets—which had been harder to find than she’d expected. She’d bought stakes and garlic cloves. She didn’t know if garlic actually repelled vampires but she wasn’t taking any chances.

And she’d waited, sleeping during the day and staying awake all night, expecting Brand to show up at any moment. But he hadn’t. That was three nights ago.

Feminist sensibilities railed against waiting at home for a man to call but she really couldn’t do much more. It didn’t seem wise to wander the streets looking for Brand—not when a killer vampire was after him. And her.

Maybe he’s just not into you , she thought, trying to penetrate the raging desire. It was probably a one-night thing. After all, what did she have to offer a man who had spent sixty years fucking women? He probably bored easily and had moved on to the next woman.

Damn it, this was why I stayed away from him. I knew this would happen. I’m going to lose a friend and a client over sex. Phenomenal sex but still, it wasn’t worth it.

There was no way she could work with him now. Not after that night together. She wasn’t that kind of woman. She had never managed to maintain a friendly relationship with a former lover. The memories were too strong. When she finally saw Brand, and she was sure she would eventually, she would be a bitch. There was little she could do about it. It was just her nature.

It was easier to cling to the anger. Anger did a wonderful job of suppressing the pain. A twinge still flickered in her chest. Damn it, they’d only spent one night together but they’d been friends for seven years. She took a deep breath, feeling the emotions well up beneath the lid of anger. She brushed away the tears.

Her heart wasn’t broken, she told herself. She would not let herself become attached to Brand.

Too late.

She ignored the officious voice inside her head, whipped around and retraced her path.

She snagged the last donut out of the box and took a deep bite while she talked to herself. It was just a one-night stand. He’d needed the sex to survive and she wanted it as well. It was no big deal that he hadn’t called.

It sounded very sophisticated inside her head but she knew none of it was true. The painful ache in her chest refuted her own words.

A knock on the door snapped her out of her thoughts and sent her spine straight. Her house was rarely tidy enough to have people just drop in, so her friends had learned to call before coming by.

Pushing her shoulders back, Kendra picked up one of the stakes and walked to the door. She put her eye up to the peephole. Micah, one of the vamp clients Brand had recommended her to, waited in the hall.

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