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didn’t have to be.
But maybe he had just been trying to win me over.
Why bother when he could make you feel and do anything he wants?
My head ached. Thinking about it all sent my mind into circles. I wanted him before the bond, but the bond meant that I had to want him, and the bond also meant he wanted me. He wanted me before, too, but not with the same force that I had felt from him the last time. And he could make me want to do anything at all with nothing more than his will.
He had demonstrated his power over me the second time we had met, ordering me burn my finger in a candle flame. I had done it eagerly even as his presence had twisted the pain into sharp pleasure in my mind. And that was before the bond. I feared what he could do to me now.
I felt my phone buzz against my hip again. It was another text from Lisette.
Cora! CALL ME!!!!!!!
If I didn’t call her soon, she’d never forgive me. The phone rang only once before she picked it up.
“ Cora?” Lisette sounded almost frantic.
I had never been so glad to hear her voice. It was the most real thing that I’d experienced since I woke up in the vampire’s bed.
“ Yes, it’s me, and yes, I’m fine. I had some complications and I couldn’t call, but the treatment was a success. I’m cancer free, and I’m in the apartment now.”
“ Oh, thank goodness! I’m so glad,” she exclaimed. “When you went silent, I assumed the worst.”
“ I know,” I said dryly. “Our apartment was full of police when I got back.”
“ Oh, Cora, I’m so sorry!”
“ No, it’s actually cool,” I said. “I’m glad I have someone who cares enough about me to call the police after I go missing for nearly a week. What if I’d come back home and gotten so sick that I couldn’t use my phone? You could’ve saved my life.”
“ So then, this Bentley-sending CEO. His company is legit?” Lisette asked, sounding a little skeptical.
“ Well, I’m going to follow up with Dr. Robeson, but his tests show that my lymphocytes are already returning to normal.”
“ That’s amazing,” she said.
You don’t know the half of it, I thought.
“ I think the CEO might have the hots for me,” I ventured. That was the understatement of the century. But I had to tell her something about what had happened.
Also, he’s an ancient, blood-sucking vampire who has marked me for life. Right. That would go over great.
“ Oh?” Lisette asked, her tone oozing with disapproval. “Wouldn’t he be a little old for you?”
What’s a few hundred years, give or take? Oh, and he bought me dinner just once before we had sex on his bed, only it’s my bed because he thinks I’m going to live with him now or something.
Aloud, I said, “It’s hard to tell how old he is. He looks younger than he has any right to, that’s for sure.”
“ Huh,” Lisette said. “Well, be careful. You know how those rich douches are—total users.”
He just needs a sip now and again. Is that so bad?
“ Yeah, I know.” Lisette’s parents were accountants and together made ten times what my grandmother had. Rich was relative, I’d learned. “Look, I’m still recovering, so I’m pretty tired.” And if we keep talking, I’m going to say something that will convince you that I’ve lost it. “I know you’re dying to tell me all about your annual Christmas family drama, but I’m still pretty tired. I’ve got to catch a nap. Call you later?” I suggested.
“ Sure thing,” she said. “Bye!”
“ Bye.” I hung up.
I could smell Dorian on my skin, all over me, like the mark that I carried on my wrist. I had to get it off me. Even that was messing with my head.
Rubbing my arms, I heaved myself off the couch and headed for the bathroom. I turned on the shower, setting it just below scalding, then peeled off my clothes and stepped in.
The smell of him got stronger for a moment in the steamy enclosure of the tub, then it came sheeting off under the assault of soap and water. I
But maybe he had just been trying to win me over.
Why bother when he could make you feel and do anything he wants?
My head ached. Thinking about it all sent my mind into circles. I wanted him before the bond, but the bond meant that I had to want him, and the bond also meant he wanted me. He wanted me before, too, but not with the same force that I had felt from him the last time. And he could make me want to do anything at all with nothing more than his will.
He had demonstrated his power over me the second time we had met, ordering me burn my finger in a candle flame. I had done it eagerly even as his presence had twisted the pain into sharp pleasure in my mind. And that was before the bond. I feared what he could do to me now.
I felt my phone buzz against my hip again. It was another text from Lisette.
Cora! CALL ME!!!!!!!
If I didn’t call her soon, she’d never forgive me. The phone rang only once before she picked it up.
“ Cora?” Lisette sounded almost frantic.
I had never been so glad to hear her voice. It was the most real thing that I’d experienced since I woke up in the vampire’s bed.
“ Yes, it’s me, and yes, I’m fine. I had some complications and I couldn’t call, but the treatment was a success. I’m cancer free, and I’m in the apartment now.”
“ Oh, thank goodness! I’m so glad,” she exclaimed. “When you went silent, I assumed the worst.”
“ I know,” I said dryly. “Our apartment was full of police when I got back.”
“ Oh, Cora, I’m so sorry!”
“ No, it’s actually cool,” I said. “I’m glad I have someone who cares enough about me to call the police after I go missing for nearly a week. What if I’d come back home and gotten so sick that I couldn’t use my phone? You could’ve saved my life.”
“ So then, this Bentley-sending CEO. His company is legit?” Lisette asked, sounding a little skeptical.
“ Well, I’m going to follow up with Dr. Robeson, but his tests show that my lymphocytes are already returning to normal.”
“ That’s amazing,” she said.
You don’t know the half of it, I thought.
“ I think the CEO might have the hots for me,” I ventured. That was the understatement of the century. But I had to tell her something about what had happened.
Also, he’s an ancient, blood-sucking vampire who has marked me for life. Right. That would go over great.
“ Oh?” Lisette asked, her tone oozing with disapproval. “Wouldn’t he be a little old for you?”
What’s a few hundred years, give or take? Oh, and he bought me dinner just once before we had sex on his bed, only it’s my bed because he thinks I’m going to live with him now or something.
Aloud, I said, “It’s hard to tell how old he is. He looks younger than he has any right to, that’s for sure.”
“ Huh,” Lisette said. “Well, be careful. You know how those rich douches are—total users.”
He just needs a sip now and again. Is that so bad?
“ Yeah, I know.” Lisette’s parents were accountants and together made ten times what my grandmother had. Rich was relative, I’d learned. “Look, I’m still recovering, so I’m pretty tired.” And if we keep talking, I’m going to say something that will convince you that I’ve lost it. “I know you’re dying to tell me all about your annual Christmas family drama, but I’m still pretty tired. I’ve got to catch a nap. Call you later?” I suggested.
“ Sure thing,” she said. “Bye!”
“ Bye.” I hung up.
I could smell Dorian on my skin, all over me, like the mark that I carried on my wrist. I had to get it off me. Even that was messing with my head.
Rubbing my arms, I heaved myself off the couch and headed for the bathroom. I turned on the shower, setting it just below scalding, then peeled off my clothes and stepped in.
The smell of him got stronger for a moment in the steamy enclosure of the tub, then it came sheeting off under the assault of soap and water. I
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