stare at her. Kelsey sounded odd, eerie, unnaturally high, and suddenly very calm.
"Who the hell is Kyle?" Gwenna asked.
She glanced over at her sister-in-law, who was shaking her head. But she wasn't sure if Alexis didn't know the answer, or if she was indicating that Gwenna shouldn't go there with Kelsey.
Kelsey suddenly stood up and tossed her hair over her shoulder. "I shouldn't have come here. I don't want you to get into trouble with Mr. Carrick. He hates me now."
"Where are you going to go? Don't worry about Ethan." Alexis ran her hand through her short blond hair. "We'll work something out. Why don't you go check into another hotel? Get a good day's sleep and we'll see about finding you a job tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow night I'm going to The Impalers concert," Kelsey said, adjusting her bra and V-neck T-shirt so her nonexistent cleavage was visible.
Gwenna was struggling to follow the thread of Kelsey's thoughts. Obviously so was Alexis because she flexed her fists and took a deep breath.
"Okay… so after the concert we can discuss finding you a place to stay permanently, and a job. And by the way, who the hell are The Impalers?"
"They used to be The Suckers. They play classic rock. All vampires. I know the bass player. We used to party in New York in the sixties when my name was Summer."
Honestly, Gwenna just had to give up. She had no idea whatsoever what Kelsey was talking about.
"Who are you going with?"
"No one."
"You're going alone?"
Obviously attending a rock concert solo sounded as batty to Alexis as it did to Gwenna, but then she'd been a virtual recluse for three hundred years. She'd never set foot in a bar or concert, and the thought of doing it alone was literally incomprehensible.
"Sure."
"I know I'm going to regret this," Alexis said, "but maybe I should go with you. We haven't had a girls night out in a while."
"Cool." Kelsey smiled at Alexis. "Wear something sexy. There will probably be cute guys there. And the boys in the band are all single."
Gwenna wished she could flip a switch and turn off her angst as easily as Kelsey did. She could have spared herself a few centuries of worry.
"Want to come with us, Gwenna?" Kelsey asked. "I could do your hair."
As tempting as that offer was, she had to pass. "I think I'll skip this time… I might have plans for tomorrow night."
Maybe it was presumptuous, but she was rather hoping Nate would be interested in another go at it. Especially as he was sure to have another painful day ahead of him.
Alexis grinned. "Gwenna has a mortal boyfriend."
Damn it, she was blushing. "He's not a boyfriend. He's just a friend." Who she happened to have shagged. She thought they called that friends with benefits, which absolutely worked for her. "And if my plans don't work out, I'll ring you. Maybe I will go to the concert."
Anything to avoid questions about Nate. Speaking of which, she needed to scoot back to the spa before the day staff strolled in and found him.
Before he thought she'd ditched out on him.
Of course, maybe he wouldn't want to see her. Maybe he regretted what had happened.
Maybe he was too busy to worry about where she was.
Maybe he would never think twice about her again.
And maybe she was a highly neurotic vampire who needed to get of the house more often.
Why did it feel like once a penis was thrown into the mix, she was utterly incapable of handling herself? Roberto had made her ridiculous, left her feeling completely out of control. And she was determined no man would ever have control of her again.
If Nate wanted to see her, he knew where to find her. He was probably too busy with his sister's funeral arrangements to give her a second thought anyway. She didn't want to intrude on his grief, or put herself where she wasn't wanted. And she had got neurotic again. Damn it.
No dangling after men, no wallowing, no worrying. She was independent now.
"Actually, I'll go with you. It should be fun." Fun wasn't the point, though. The
"Who the hell is Kyle?" Gwenna asked.
She glanced over at her sister-in-law, who was shaking her head. But she wasn't sure if Alexis didn't know the answer, or if she was indicating that Gwenna shouldn't go there with Kelsey.
Kelsey suddenly stood up and tossed her hair over her shoulder. "I shouldn't have come here. I don't want you to get into trouble with Mr. Carrick. He hates me now."
"Where are you going to go? Don't worry about Ethan." Alexis ran her hand through her short blond hair. "We'll work something out. Why don't you go check into another hotel? Get a good day's sleep and we'll see about finding you a job tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow night I'm going to The Impalers concert," Kelsey said, adjusting her bra and V-neck T-shirt so her nonexistent cleavage was visible.
Gwenna was struggling to follow the thread of Kelsey's thoughts. Obviously so was Alexis because she flexed her fists and took a deep breath.
"Okay… so after the concert we can discuss finding you a place to stay permanently, and a job. And by the way, who the hell are The Impalers?"
"They used to be The Suckers. They play classic rock. All vampires. I know the bass player. We used to party in New York in the sixties when my name was Summer."
Honestly, Gwenna just had to give up. She had no idea whatsoever what Kelsey was talking about.
"Who are you going with?"
"No one."
"You're going alone?"
Obviously attending a rock concert solo sounded as batty to Alexis as it did to Gwenna, but then she'd been a virtual recluse for three hundred years. She'd never set foot in a bar or concert, and the thought of doing it alone was literally incomprehensible.
"Sure."
"I know I'm going to regret this," Alexis said, "but maybe I should go with you. We haven't had a girls night out in a while."
"Cool." Kelsey smiled at Alexis. "Wear something sexy. There will probably be cute guys there. And the boys in the band are all single."
Gwenna wished she could flip a switch and turn off her angst as easily as Kelsey did. She could have spared herself a few centuries of worry.
"Want to come with us, Gwenna?" Kelsey asked. "I could do your hair."
As tempting as that offer was, she had to pass. "I think I'll skip this time… I might have plans for tomorrow night."
Maybe it was presumptuous, but she was rather hoping Nate would be interested in another go at it. Especially as he was sure to have another painful day ahead of him.
Alexis grinned. "Gwenna has a mortal boyfriend."
Damn it, she was blushing. "He's not a boyfriend. He's just a friend." Who she happened to have shagged. She thought they called that friends with benefits, which absolutely worked for her. "And if my plans don't work out, I'll ring you. Maybe I will go to the concert."
Anything to avoid questions about Nate. Speaking of which, she needed to scoot back to the spa before the day staff strolled in and found him.
Before he thought she'd ditched out on him.
Of course, maybe he wouldn't want to see her. Maybe he regretted what had happened.
Maybe he was too busy to worry about where she was.
Maybe he would never think twice about her again.
And maybe she was a highly neurotic vampire who needed to get of the house more often.
Why did it feel like once a penis was thrown into the mix, she was utterly incapable of handling herself? Roberto had made her ridiculous, left her feeling completely out of control. And she was determined no man would ever have control of her again.
If Nate wanted to see her, he knew where to find her. He was probably too busy with his sister's funeral arrangements to give her a second thought anyway. She didn't want to intrude on his grief, or put herself where she wasn't wanted. And she had got neurotic again. Damn it.
No dangling after men, no wallowing, no worrying. She was independent now.
"Actually, I'll go with you. It should be fun." Fun wasn't the point, though. The
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