here?”
Somehow Joey knew from Jared’s smile what the answer would be.
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“I flew.”
“And you don’t mean on a plane, do you?”
Joey shook his head as he gazed into Jared’s dark eyes.
“I still can’t quite believe this. Wait…” A thought had suddenly occurred to him.
“When we met in the bar, Marcus or Joseph, I can’t remember which one, said that Carlos was an old friend of theirs. Does that mean that Chris—?”
No, Chris can’t be a vampire too. I’d have noticed surely. But I didn’t guess about Jared, or anyone for that matter .
“No, he has not been changed, yet.” Jared brushed back the curls from Joey’s forehead with a tender touch. “It is not compulsory for a vampire’s mate to embrace immortality.
Sometimes it is necessary. For instance, Marcus’ mate, Roger, once mortal, is now one of us.”
“It was necessary?”
“Yes, he was attacked by a rogue vampire and drained almost to the point of death.
Marcus saved him, but in doing so, brought about the change.” He drew Joey into his arms.
“Is this all too much for you to comprehend?”
“No…yes…I mean, all those vampire movies I’ve sat through, and none of them prepared me for this. For someone as wonderful as you. Movie vampires are usually not guys you want to get close to—well apart from Robert Pattison, maybe. But you… I mean, you’re… well, just the opposite. I don’t think there’s a closeness close enough for you and me.”
He wound his arms around Jared’s neck and brought their mouths together in a kiss that consumed them, that had them both gasping into one another’s mouths, moaning their ecstasy as they held each other in an embrace Joey never wanted to end.
“I want you so badly,” Joey murmured when at last they broke their kiss.
“Want you too, but…” He nodded towards Joey’s home. “I think your parents need all the privacy they can get right now.”
“You mean…?”
“I told you the blood I gave him, along with the blood of Marcus Verano, was more powerful than any other.”
“Oh, wow.” Joey paused for a moment, his smile full of mischief. “Mom and Dad, doing it even as we speak.”
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Jared chuckled. “Leave them a note saying you’re driving me back to LA. They won’t mind, believe me.”
“Great idea, and I’ll call them in the morning.” He cast Jared an anxious glance. “This blood you gave him—it, uh, won’t have any, uh, strange side effects, will it?”
“No, Joey, your father will not become vampire. He will live a long and healthy life.”
Joey kissed Jared on the lips. “I don’t think I’ve said thank you, properly.”
“There’s lots of time for that. Now go write that note so we can leave.” He chuckled as Joey scurried indoors, and was back in record time.
“There’s no sign of them.” Joey grinned at Jared. “I guess you were right. Okay, let’s go!”
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Chapter Seven
Joey had a thousand questions as he drove south to Los Angeles.
How did you become a vampire?
What did it feel like when you were changed?
Is it true about garlic and crosses and sunlight?
How can you move so fast?
Jared answered with patience and some amusement. Some of the questions he knew came from Joey’s obsession with vampire movies and books. It seemed that Roger, Micah, Chris and Joey were all aficionados of the genre, and all had the same misconceptions. Well, perhaps not Roger and Micah so much…
No, garlic doesn’t weaken us, just doesn’t smell good.
No, crosses don’t stop us in our tracks—there are Jewish and Hindu vampires to whom a cross would mean nothing.
But yes, we cannot stay in the sunlight for very long, and yes, we have to be invited into a mortal’s home—and yes, we have to drink blood in order to survive.
“So the blood you gave my father has to be replaced?”
“Yes.”
“Soon?”
“Yes, as soon as it is
Somehow Joey knew from Jared’s smile what the answer would be.
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“I flew.”
“And you don’t mean on a plane, do you?”
Joey shook his head as he gazed into Jared’s dark eyes.
“I still can’t quite believe this. Wait…” A thought had suddenly occurred to him.
“When we met in the bar, Marcus or Joseph, I can’t remember which one, said that Carlos was an old friend of theirs. Does that mean that Chris—?”
No, Chris can’t be a vampire too. I’d have noticed surely. But I didn’t guess about Jared, or anyone for that matter .
“No, he has not been changed, yet.” Jared brushed back the curls from Joey’s forehead with a tender touch. “It is not compulsory for a vampire’s mate to embrace immortality.
Sometimes it is necessary. For instance, Marcus’ mate, Roger, once mortal, is now one of us.”
“It was necessary?”
“Yes, he was attacked by a rogue vampire and drained almost to the point of death.
Marcus saved him, but in doing so, brought about the change.” He drew Joey into his arms.
“Is this all too much for you to comprehend?”
“No…yes…I mean, all those vampire movies I’ve sat through, and none of them prepared me for this. For someone as wonderful as you. Movie vampires are usually not guys you want to get close to—well apart from Robert Pattison, maybe. But you… I mean, you’re… well, just the opposite. I don’t think there’s a closeness close enough for you and me.”
He wound his arms around Jared’s neck and brought their mouths together in a kiss that consumed them, that had them both gasping into one another’s mouths, moaning their ecstasy as they held each other in an embrace Joey never wanted to end.
“I want you so badly,” Joey murmured when at last they broke their kiss.
“Want you too, but…” He nodded towards Joey’s home. “I think your parents need all the privacy they can get right now.”
“You mean…?”
“I told you the blood I gave him, along with the blood of Marcus Verano, was more powerful than any other.”
“Oh, wow.” Joey paused for a moment, his smile full of mischief. “Mom and Dad, doing it even as we speak.”
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Jared chuckled. “Leave them a note saying you’re driving me back to LA. They won’t mind, believe me.”
“Great idea, and I’ll call them in the morning.” He cast Jared an anxious glance. “This blood you gave him—it, uh, won’t have any, uh, strange side effects, will it?”
“No, Joey, your father will not become vampire. He will live a long and healthy life.”
Joey kissed Jared on the lips. “I don’t think I’ve said thank you, properly.”
“There’s lots of time for that. Now go write that note so we can leave.” He chuckled as Joey scurried indoors, and was back in record time.
“There’s no sign of them.” Joey grinned at Jared. “I guess you were right. Okay, let’s go!”
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J.P. Bowie
70
Chapter Seven
Joey had a thousand questions as he drove south to Los Angeles.
How did you become a vampire?
What did it feel like when you were changed?
Is it true about garlic and crosses and sunlight?
How can you move so fast?
Jared answered with patience and some amusement. Some of the questions he knew came from Joey’s obsession with vampire movies and books. It seemed that Roger, Micah, Chris and Joey were all aficionados of the genre, and all had the same misconceptions. Well, perhaps not Roger and Micah so much…
No, garlic doesn’t weaken us, just doesn’t smell good.
No, crosses don’t stop us in our tracks—there are Jewish and Hindu vampires to whom a cross would mean nothing.
But yes, we cannot stay in the sunlight for very long, and yes, we have to be invited into a mortal’s home—and yes, we have to drink blood in order to survive.
“So the blood you gave my father has to be replaced?”
“Yes.”
“Soon?”
“Yes, as soon as it is
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