started walking toward the house.
Chapter Eleven
There is such a thing as hell, and I had walked willingly inside.
CeCe herded me into the living room the moment I walked through the door, offering various wines and cheeses, and introduced me to her other guests.
Marcia wasn’t much older than me, a lithe brunette with cocoa skin and shining black eyes. She said she worked in commercial television, and with her lovely complexion, I could see why. Treenie was in her thirties, with big blue eyes and blonde hair trimmed into a stylish pixie. Amanda was a high school boy’s wet dream with mahogany hair, tanned skin, and huge breasts.
I chose to sit as far away from them as was possible—as in all the way across the fucking room. They kept touching one another intimately, staring at me all the while, their hungry gazes lingering for far too long.
I cautiously sipped on my glass of wine and was happy to discover that the contents didn’t contain so much as a trace of vampire blood.
At least one part of the evening was looking up.
“We’re so glad you joined us, Janet.” Marcia gave me a bizarre grin.
“Thanks,” I said, clearing my throat and trying to remain distant but friendly.
CeCe announced that a big surprise was due to arrive. Otherwise, I would have made my apology and gotten the hell out an hour before.
“Have you ever met a vampire?”
“Nope,” I lied smoothly.
She batted her eyelashes, voice becoming raspy. “They are liquid sex.”
Women with a hard on for the dark side. How appealing.
I remembered Disco was listening and tried to keep my thoughts under control. Changing my train of thought, I picked at a loose thread on my bell sleeve while silently recanting random nursery rhymes. I was into the third line of Mary had a little lamb when a loud knock ricocheted off the high ceilings. I turned to watch as Marcia, Treenie and Amanda rushed out of the room, their high heels clicking on the floor.
I heard CeCe’s high-pitched voice as she invited someone inside. The girls chimed together, their excited chatter changing to husky murmurs. As their footsteps approached, and I stood anxiously, an inner warning screeched inside my head.
“And this,” CeCe said, her voice a raspy purr, “is who I told you about.”
My heart stopped beating as a massive spike of adrenaline surged through my veins and the world seemed to stand still.
Oh Christ almighty, oh my dear God .
CeCe had invited a vampire into her house.
He was huge, well over six-feet tall. His long black hair flowed straight down his thick broad shoulders. He was dressed almost entirely in black, the blue silk shirt beneath his jacket being the only non-leather item of clothing. He moved like all vampires, with grace and precision.
This was not what I expected.
I needed to get the hell out.
“A surprise indeed.” The floorboards creaked as he came forward. His eyes remained on me, but his head turned in CeCe’s direction. “You did even better than I expected. Thank you.”
My thoughts somersaulted when he crowded my senses, seeping into my subconscious. The women clung to him, wrapping hands around his shoulders and waist, moving in synch with his steps as he drew near. I glanced at Treenie, then Marcia, and finally, Amanda. Their eyes were glazed, oblivious to everything in the room—except him.
My eyes grew wide in alarm and comprehension.
“What’s your name?” he whispered, and each syllable seemed to caress my skin.
I closed my eyes and fought the compulsion to tell him whatever he wanted to know. When that didn’t work, I bit my tongue. The pain gave a temporary reprieve, allowing me to think rationally.
“Someone who’s leaving.”
I tried to take a step, but stopped, feet refusing to work. I tried again, but my legs felt like dead weight. Each instruction I sent my brain stopped short at the stem, my body detached from the command center.
“But you just got here.” He stepped closer, voice dropping an
Chapter Eleven
There is such a thing as hell, and I had walked willingly inside.
CeCe herded me into the living room the moment I walked through the door, offering various wines and cheeses, and introduced me to her other guests.
Marcia wasn’t much older than me, a lithe brunette with cocoa skin and shining black eyes. She said she worked in commercial television, and with her lovely complexion, I could see why. Treenie was in her thirties, with big blue eyes and blonde hair trimmed into a stylish pixie. Amanda was a high school boy’s wet dream with mahogany hair, tanned skin, and huge breasts.
I chose to sit as far away from them as was possible—as in all the way across the fucking room. They kept touching one another intimately, staring at me all the while, their hungry gazes lingering for far too long.
I cautiously sipped on my glass of wine and was happy to discover that the contents didn’t contain so much as a trace of vampire blood.
At least one part of the evening was looking up.
“We’re so glad you joined us, Janet.” Marcia gave me a bizarre grin.
“Thanks,” I said, clearing my throat and trying to remain distant but friendly.
CeCe announced that a big surprise was due to arrive. Otherwise, I would have made my apology and gotten the hell out an hour before.
“Have you ever met a vampire?”
“Nope,” I lied smoothly.
She batted her eyelashes, voice becoming raspy. “They are liquid sex.”
Women with a hard on for the dark side. How appealing.
I remembered Disco was listening and tried to keep my thoughts under control. Changing my train of thought, I picked at a loose thread on my bell sleeve while silently recanting random nursery rhymes. I was into the third line of Mary had a little lamb when a loud knock ricocheted off the high ceilings. I turned to watch as Marcia, Treenie and Amanda rushed out of the room, their high heels clicking on the floor.
I heard CeCe’s high-pitched voice as she invited someone inside. The girls chimed together, their excited chatter changing to husky murmurs. As their footsteps approached, and I stood anxiously, an inner warning screeched inside my head.
“And this,” CeCe said, her voice a raspy purr, “is who I told you about.”
My heart stopped beating as a massive spike of adrenaline surged through my veins and the world seemed to stand still.
Oh Christ almighty, oh my dear God .
CeCe had invited a vampire into her house.
He was huge, well over six-feet tall. His long black hair flowed straight down his thick broad shoulders. He was dressed almost entirely in black, the blue silk shirt beneath his jacket being the only non-leather item of clothing. He moved like all vampires, with grace and precision.
This was not what I expected.
I needed to get the hell out.
“A surprise indeed.” The floorboards creaked as he came forward. His eyes remained on me, but his head turned in CeCe’s direction. “You did even better than I expected. Thank you.”
My thoughts somersaulted when he crowded my senses, seeping into my subconscious. The women clung to him, wrapping hands around his shoulders and waist, moving in synch with his steps as he drew near. I glanced at Treenie, then Marcia, and finally, Amanda. Their eyes were glazed, oblivious to everything in the room—except him.
My eyes grew wide in alarm and comprehension.
“What’s your name?” he whispered, and each syllable seemed to caress my skin.
I closed my eyes and fought the compulsion to tell him whatever he wanted to know. When that didn’t work, I bit my tongue. The pain gave a temporary reprieve, allowing me to think rationally.
“Someone who’s leaving.”
I tried to take a step, but stopped, feet refusing to work. I tried again, but my legs felt like dead weight. Each instruction I sent my brain stopped short at the stem, my body detached from the command center.
“But you just got here.” He stepped closer, voice dropping an
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