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to end all the complications he brings is to kill him, Chris is going to have to deal with it if he’s going to be part of my life. I freely admit that Anton meets all my requirements of what makes my knees go weak, except the vampire part, but that is far outweighed by how big a pain in the ass he is and the simple fact that I do not want to end up as another notch on his bedpost.”
“Then I wouldn’t wear what is hanging on your closet to the meeting with him tonight. It screams do me here and now.”
“Really? It’s not leather this time.” I gave the outfit hanging on my closet door a critical look.
“Tash it’s a lace covered satin corset with a suit jacket and skirt!”
“It’s funny how often I wear corsets now when I cursed them back in the day when I had to wear them. Be glad you weren’t around for the tightly laced days. Thank god for the 1920s.”
Mercy tossed a pillow at my head. “You’re deflecting. That outfit is pure sex kitten and you know it. Now either you were just blowing ‘I don’t want to do the vampire’ sunshine up my skirt to shut me up about your attraction to him or you want to torment him with what he is missing out on.”
“It would be the last one you said. I didn’t like him crashing my date and I want him to pay.”
“Real mature.” Mercy got up and started flipping through my closet, exploring my new purchases which the sapphire blue corset covered in black lace that she disparaged was part of. “I have never seen such a schizophrenic wardrobe in my life. One side looks like a dominatrix lives here and the other looks like a naughty secretary. There really are two of you in there, aren’t there?”
“Yes and they are slowly learning to get along again, or at least get along as well as they ever did. I was forced to come back before all the pieces were in place, but I’m muddling along.”
“Hence the mood swings?”
“To some degree. I’m also trying to figure out how to go from coven member to coven leader and it’s not real easy.” I pondered the outfit again and decided to go with it. I liked it and I liked provoking people so why not have some fun? “I’m sticking with my pick. He insisted the meeting be at his house, so I insisted it be during the day. Then he said I should come without an entourage, which I don’t need but it makes him think he has an advantage, so now I’m going to wear something to drive him crazy.”
“With all this plotting and counter plotting with Anton, have you given any thought to calling Chris?”
I had actually, but not entirely for the reason Mercy wanted me to. True I liked Chris, but I was not the type to chase after a guy who stalked off to sulk like a baby. Ok, so compared to me he probably was a baby, but looks could be deceiving. He appeared to be in his twenties, but with half-castes he could also be forty-five. I doubted he was immortal, but he could be a slow-ager like Rainor. No matter how old the guy was it was my personal belief he should be the one calling me. But , Chris worked for The Sun and I needed to find out who told them about Megan McCoy’s baby without leaving a trail for anyone to follow. If I paid my new friend a visit at work, it would not look the least bit suspicious; unlike Kain walking through the vampire quarter. I wondered if Mercy knew where he had been last night? There was no way to damn or exonerate Kain without learning the truth.
All right, I had talked myself into using the baby as a reason to make nice with Chris. It was self-serving and not that nice, but no one ever said I was nice. “I was thinking of going to see him before my meeting. I have plenty of time.”
“And then you can go to your meeting with Anton looking hot and with Chris’ scent on you. Nice move.”
That had not occurred to me. Mercy was more cunning than I gave her credit for. A dangerous thing , my blood whispered, if her mate is tainted she could be too . “Have you always been this sly or it
“Then I wouldn’t wear what is hanging on your closet to the meeting with him tonight. It screams do me here and now.”
“Really? It’s not leather this time.” I gave the outfit hanging on my closet door a critical look.
“Tash it’s a lace covered satin corset with a suit jacket and skirt!”
“It’s funny how often I wear corsets now when I cursed them back in the day when I had to wear them. Be glad you weren’t around for the tightly laced days. Thank god for the 1920s.”
Mercy tossed a pillow at my head. “You’re deflecting. That outfit is pure sex kitten and you know it. Now either you were just blowing ‘I don’t want to do the vampire’ sunshine up my skirt to shut me up about your attraction to him or you want to torment him with what he is missing out on.”
“It would be the last one you said. I didn’t like him crashing my date and I want him to pay.”
“Real mature.” Mercy got up and started flipping through my closet, exploring my new purchases which the sapphire blue corset covered in black lace that she disparaged was part of. “I have never seen such a schizophrenic wardrobe in my life. One side looks like a dominatrix lives here and the other looks like a naughty secretary. There really are two of you in there, aren’t there?”
“Yes and they are slowly learning to get along again, or at least get along as well as they ever did. I was forced to come back before all the pieces were in place, but I’m muddling along.”
“Hence the mood swings?”
“To some degree. I’m also trying to figure out how to go from coven member to coven leader and it’s not real easy.” I pondered the outfit again and decided to go with it. I liked it and I liked provoking people so why not have some fun? “I’m sticking with my pick. He insisted the meeting be at his house, so I insisted it be during the day. Then he said I should come without an entourage, which I don’t need but it makes him think he has an advantage, so now I’m going to wear something to drive him crazy.”
“With all this plotting and counter plotting with Anton, have you given any thought to calling Chris?”
I had actually, but not entirely for the reason Mercy wanted me to. True I liked Chris, but I was not the type to chase after a guy who stalked off to sulk like a baby. Ok, so compared to me he probably was a baby, but looks could be deceiving. He appeared to be in his twenties, but with half-castes he could also be forty-five. I doubted he was immortal, but he could be a slow-ager like Rainor. No matter how old the guy was it was my personal belief he should be the one calling me. But , Chris worked for The Sun and I needed to find out who told them about Megan McCoy’s baby without leaving a trail for anyone to follow. If I paid my new friend a visit at work, it would not look the least bit suspicious; unlike Kain walking through the vampire quarter. I wondered if Mercy knew where he had been last night? There was no way to damn or exonerate Kain without learning the truth.
All right, I had talked myself into using the baby as a reason to make nice with Chris. It was self-serving and not that nice, but no one ever said I was nice. “I was thinking of going to see him before my meeting. I have plenty of time.”
“And then you can go to your meeting with Anton looking hot and with Chris’ scent on you. Nice move.”
That had not occurred to me. Mercy was more cunning than I gave her credit for. A dangerous thing , my blood whispered, if her mate is tainted she could be too . “Have you always been this sly or it
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