Her Devoted Vampire

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breath, she forced herself to stand and step cautiously away from
the bed toward the window.
    Each step dragged an involuntary moan from her lips as her toes dug into
the plush carpet. She tried to focus on reaching her goal silently, but by the
time she made it to the window, she gasped, breathless. She leaned her face
against cold glass, trying to catch her wind.
    Damn, this is worse than I
thought. Definitely not “good pain”.
    Taking a deep breath, Bridget slowly stretched her sides and back,
then tried to raise her right arm. Pain screamed across her awareness, burning
a path from her neck all the way down to her wrist.
    “I won’t be using that arm much,” she grumbled, her breath painting
opaque circles against the cold glass.
    “You talk to yourself like that, and people will start to think
you’re crazy,” a voice said from behind her.
    Bridget whipped her head around and stared at the doorway. A pale,
white blonde woman stood there holding another tray and examined Bridget with
her cold silver-blue eyes. She had a pleasant body with small, round breasts
and generous hips much like Bridget’s own, but her sharp, angular features and thin
lips gave her a sour expression. At the moment, an unfriendly smirk creased her
mouth.
    “Thanks
for the tip,” Bridget said in response. “Who are you?”
    “You can
call me Miss Vértolvaj.”
    “Verto
Vawdge?”
    “Vér tol vaj.”. The disdainful woman stalked
in the room and set the tray down on the other bedside table. “I see you
haven’t drunk any water or taken the medicine Mr. MacGregor offered. I simply
can’t imagine why he would make all this effort for you since you’re really
nothing more to him than a good fuck and a meal, but that’s his business, I
suppose. Even if you are ungrateful.”
    Bridget gaped
at Miss Snootypants. Talk about rude;
this bitch has it down to a science. And what was that about being a ‘good fuck
and a meal’?
    “I take
it you’re a vampire, too?”
    “Well,
of course.”
    The
woman smiled broadly, the wan light glinting off elongated canine teeth filed
into points. Bridget gripped the windowsill behind her to hide her unease and
rolled her eyes.
    “I
thought vampires couldn’t stand to be out in the daylight,” she remarked
skeptically. What was that wannabe vamp group she’d heard of in college? The Camarilla?
Jeez, they were all nuts.
    “A myth,
not that you would know the difference anyway.”
    “Are you
always this rude, or are you just making an effort on my behalf?” Bridget had
the pleasure of watching surprise bloom on the other woman’s face. “Because I was kidnapped. It wasn’t exactly my
choice to be here, thank you very much. So if you want me gone so badly, why
don’t you just go back to Mr. MacGregor and convince him to let me go, ’cause I don’t want to be here anyway!”
    “I’d be
happy to inform Mr. MacGregor of your wishes as soon as he rises.”
    “Rises,
right. Like the sun.” Bridget flashed a false grin. “When will that be? Dusk?
Sunset? Well, give Mr. Sunshine a message for me, won’t you? Tell him
kidnapping is a felony!”
    She
turned her back on the other woman and stared moodily out at the dreary autumn
day. The weather matched her mood.
    A
disgusted hiss snaked through the air, and the door slammed shut behind the
woman’s stomping heels. Bridget smiled until she heard the bolt slide home and
realized the crazy bitch had locked her in. She hobbled from the window to the
door, her muscles screaming in protest, and like the perfect idiot she was,
tried the knob. It rattled, but refused to turn. She wanted to pound against
the wooden barrier and raise hell about being held hostage, but she didn’t have
the strength to beat through the pain.
    “Fuck!
God dammit! Mother pussbucket!”
      Bridget turned her back to the door and leaned
against it, trying to figure out what to do next. Exhaustion nagged at her body
like lactic acid, burning through the small reserve of

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