just enjoying the cuisine and each other’s company. It was nice that we could just sit with each other without worrying about filling the silence. Afterward, we made our way to his mini home theatre, that he called a living room.
“You like vampire movies?” He asked, sorting through his collection of blu-rays.
I choked on a sip of wine. Vampires? “Uh... Not really.” I actually did. I found it amusing watching some of the perpetuated myths that were completely outrageous. Like reflection. I mean, seriously, if you can see an inanimate object like a dresser or a shelf, why wouldn’t you be able to see a vampire? Soulless or not, they still have a physical form.
After a few minutes, we finally settled on The Fast and the Furious. Not that I watched any of it.
At first, it all started out as innocent. Grayson put his arm around me and I laid my head on his shoulder, cuddling into him. Before I knew it, I was on my back with Grayson’s warm body hovering over me. Our lips locked, tongues tangled and hands roaming over one another. His hand laced around my waist, pulling me on top of him, causing me to straddle him. I lifted my dress to my thighs so it was more comfortable before pressing my lips back to his. My hands fisted into his dark hair as he pulled back and ran his lips down the column of my neck while his hand slid up my back, causing lust and desire to spread throughout me.
That’s when it happened. I relaxed. My fangs dropped when a moan of pleasure escape my lips. Shock drenched me, washing away all the happy feelings I had just felt. Lightning fast, I pushed myself off of Grayson and launched myself away from him. I ended up at the other end of the couch, my eyes closed and my hand cupped over my mouth.
“How’d you... Gabriella what’s wrong?” His curiosity changed to concern. I knew I moved too fast for him not to notice, but I had panicked.
“I...ah... I just need a minute.” Taking deep, calming breathes I managed to rein back in my control and pulled my fangs back in. Once they were retracted, I knew my eyes would go back to normal. I dropped my hand and opened my eyes to see Grayson, who was now crouching in front of me. His hands rested on my hips.
“I’ve never done this before,” I whispered, looking down at my hands intertwined in my lap. I figured I should try for some honesty. He placed his thumb on my chin tilting it up forcing me to look at him.
“You’re a virgin.” I nodded as the tears threatened to fall. Seeing my eyes glisten, he spoke sweetly to me. “Hey,” he gently rubbed my leg, “that’s nothing to be ashamed of.” He sat next to me pulling me against his chest. I felt the gentle rise and fall of his breathing. “I figured you were inexperienced.”
“You knew?” I gasped.
“That you were a virgin? No.” I tried to pull away, but Grayson tightened his grasp. “Hey, it’s not a deal breaker for me, Gaby. We’ll just slow things down and wait to see when you’re ready.”
I inhaled his sweet manly scent, letting it calm me. “You’re the first man I’ve ever wanted like this, but that’s not what’s holding me back. I’m also worried when you find out about me it will be a deal breaker.”
He sighed running his fingers down my braids. “Nothing you can tell me is going to make me want to run.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Are you a man trapped in a woman’s body?”
I giggled, “No.”
“Then?” I didn’t answer, unsure what I should say. He tilted me back, looking into my eyes. “It must be one hell of a secret if you really think, with how crazy I am about you, that I’d hightail it out.”
Crazy about me? I blushed, but nodded, “It is.” Fear seeped across my face. I stared at Grayson, letting him read my expression.
“Tell me,” he breathed softly.
My brows furrowed, my heart pounded. “What?”
He sat up, cupping my jaw and rubbing my cheek with the pad of his thumb.
Laura Z. Hobson
Mark Slouka
Matthew Burkey
Phillip W. Simpson
John Corwin
Constance McGeorge
Mark Leigh
Sue Lyndon
Leandi Cameron
C.J. Archer