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towels. They were still dressed in their
maid outfits. Knowing Cam he probably made them sleep in them. I held my hand and thought it
was strange how I hadn't noticed the cut before. I rubbed my thumb across the cut and frowned at
how little feeling there was for such a deep wound.
The two maids got straight to work cleaning the floor and picking up pieces of vase. Emmett took
one of the paper towels and handed it to me at arms length. I took it and pressed it against my hand.
“What you don't like blood?” I asked.
He was keeping his distance from me with his sleeve over his nose.
“It's not that.” He shook his head keeping his eyes glued on my hand.
I looked down at the two maids cleaning up the mess I had caused. I recognised the one picking up
the flowers as Katie from the kitchens.
“Do you think Cam will be mad about the vase?” I asked turning back to Emmett but he was gone.
I hung over the banister looking for him on the stairs but he wasn't there. I turned back and looked
at the maids, they hadn't noticed anything strange and were still busy cleaning the floor.
Where had he vanished to so quickly?
At least he was gone which meant he wouldn't be asking me another fifty questions about where I
was going. I followed the banister rail round heading upstairs.
Vampire.... The word came out almost as a whisper.
I stopped and looked around and saw Katie watching me, she quickly looked away and went back to
scrubbing the floor. I turned slowly keeping my eye on her but she didn't look up again. I was sure
Katie had said it but not out loud. I walked into the main games room and spotted Senka, he was sat
at the back talking to someone sipping on a beer bottle with his legs crossed resting his boots on the
table. I walked along the room passing a pair of boys playing pool. One of the boys smiled at me
and nodded in my direction then he looked over at Senka smirking. The other one was looking
down at my bare legs and wasn't even trying to hide the fact he was openly staring. I smoothed the
back of my dress down over my butt suddenly feeling extremely self concious.
Senka saw me and waved me over. I hovered next to the couch but didn't sit down. I politely smiled
at the other person he was talking to. The guy had a buzz cut all over and looked built. He obviously
spent many hours in the gym pumping iron from the size of his scarily big biceps that bulged under
his tight T-shirt.
“What took you so long?” Senka asked before downing the rest of his drink.
“I had a little run in with a table and a vase.” I said holding my injured hand in the other.
Senka dropped his boots to the floor and sat up pulling my hand over to inspect it.
“What happened?” he asked removing the paper towel.
“I ran into Emmett, I didn't see him lurking behind the corner. I ran straight into him and bounced
off him back into a table. Cut my hand on a vase.” Senka stood up and picked me up without
warning scooping my legs up.
“Let's get you cleaned up.” He carried me out of the room, any chance of me trying to keep my
dignity was gone as I was sure my panties were on full display from the way he was carrying me.
He set me down on the kitchen counter and dug through an overhead cupboard. Looking at the cut
under better lighting it now looked deeper than I'd first thought.
“I'm not sure but I think I might need stitches. Maybe I should go down and see the Doc.”
“Let me see.” Senka took my hand and started cleaning the blood off with a wet paper towel. He
was inches away from my face and my cut suddenly didn't seem as important. All I wanted to do
was stare at Senka's cute face all night. He had taken his beanie off and his hair fell down in front of
his eyes, I had to resist the urge to push it back off his face.
“So what's the damage?” The guy with the big biceps asked walking into the kitchen.
“I think I need stitches.” I said trying not to show how much Senka's touch was affecting me, I
didn't really need an