an affair with Alexis would satisfy his growing tactile urges and prevent him from doing something bizarre like dying his hair, dating his secretary, or getting his chest waxed.
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He was not having a midlife crisis.
Chapter Five
Brittanywas starting to think she shouldn't have let Alexis talk her into leaving. They were driving on U.S.
95 toward Alexis's house inSummerlin and all she could think about was that man— that vampire—and how he had caressed the woman outside the restroom, suckling her, making her moan with pleasure while he drank her blood.
It had been like watching two people have sex—embarrassing, arousing,shocking .Exciting. And that disturbed her… What those people were was wrong—soulless, evil—yet she was fascinated by them, and she had to do something.
"I need to go back." She had agreed to leave only because Alexis had threatened never to speak to her again—which they both knew was a lie, but if Alexis was worried enough to say it,Brittany knew it was serious. She never wanted to cause Alexis worry. Her sister had had her childhood yanked away from her way too early, and she'd spent a lot of years stressing about money andBrittany , when she should have been dating and having fun.
SoBrittany had left the hotel because she didn't want to see that look in Alexis's eye, the frantic concern that made her look older than she was. But she couldn't get the image out of her head of the man with the expensive suit, rich caramel hair, and a little lab kit in his pocket.
There had to be a way to form an intervention or something. But first she needed to know everything about Vegas vampires. If she understood them and their ways, she could figure out how to save their souls. And the only way to learn about them was to spend time with them.
"Over my dead body," Alexis said, turning into the driveway of her stucco house, the garage light glowing in the dark. She opened the car door and cursed."Flipping yucca bush! I hate this ugly, spiky plant. I can't believe the landscaper put it right where I park the car and need to get out. I hit it every single time."
She forced her way out of the car.
"Alex…"Brittany bit her lip.
Her sister stopped whacking at the foliage with her purse and bent over to stare at her suspiciously.
"What? You've got that pretty girl wants something voice going on."
"I have to go back." Lives depended on it. She might be just a dentist, and too trusting, according to Alex, but there was a reason she had met Ethan Carrick. A reason he had invited her to his hotel, and she didn't think it had anything to do with oral hygiene.
It was a cry for help, and she had to answer it.
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Alexis saw the stubborn tilt toBrittany 's chin, and the very impressive pout her lower lip was creating.
She knew that look.Had caved under it many, many times. But this she couldn't compromise on.
"No."
"I'll go on my own."
"I'll lock you in my spare bedroom."
"No, you won't."Brittany scoffed.
Shit, she was right. Alexis would never do that. "You're serious?"
"Very." .
"You'd go back without me?"
"Yes."
Then Alexis had no choice. She sighed.Leaned on her car door.Crossed her arms.
Despite her earlier conversation with Ethan, once she hadBrittany out of the hotel, she had rethought the whole staying with him thing. If she hadBrittany out on her own powers of persuasion, what did she need him for?
Nothing.Her whole willingness to stay had been based on his offer to kickBrittany out. So when that became unnecessary, she had figured their little agreement was just null and void.
Brittany's one-eighty changed things again.
"Alright, how about I go back? You stay here and I'll take your place at the hotel and keep an eye on them." That was a little vague, but she was just feelingBrittany out for the time being.
Brittanywasn't buying it.
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He was not having a midlife crisis.
Chapter Five
Brittanywas starting to think she shouldn't have let Alexis talk her into leaving. They were driving on U.S.
95 toward Alexis's house inSummerlin and all she could think about was that man— that vampire—and how he had caressed the woman outside the restroom, suckling her, making her moan with pleasure while he drank her blood.
It had been like watching two people have sex—embarrassing, arousing,shocking .Exciting. And that disturbed her… What those people were was wrong—soulless, evil—yet she was fascinated by them, and she had to do something.
"I need to go back." She had agreed to leave only because Alexis had threatened never to speak to her again—which they both knew was a lie, but if Alexis was worried enough to say it,Brittany knew it was serious. She never wanted to cause Alexis worry. Her sister had had her childhood yanked away from her way too early, and she'd spent a lot of years stressing about money andBrittany , when she should have been dating and having fun.
SoBrittany had left the hotel because she didn't want to see that look in Alexis's eye, the frantic concern that made her look older than she was. But she couldn't get the image out of her head of the man with the expensive suit, rich caramel hair, and a little lab kit in his pocket.
There had to be a way to form an intervention or something. But first she needed to know everything about Vegas vampires. If she understood them and their ways, she could figure out how to save their souls. And the only way to learn about them was to spend time with them.
"Over my dead body," Alexis said, turning into the driveway of her stucco house, the garage light glowing in the dark. She opened the car door and cursed."Flipping yucca bush! I hate this ugly, spiky plant. I can't believe the landscaper put it right where I park the car and need to get out. I hit it every single time."
She forced her way out of the car.
"Alex…"Brittany bit her lip.
Her sister stopped whacking at the foliage with her purse and bent over to stare at her suspiciously.
"What? You've got that pretty girl wants something voice going on."
"I have to go back." Lives depended on it. She might be just a dentist, and too trusting, according to Alex, but there was a reason she had met Ethan Carrick. A reason he had invited her to his hotel, and she didn't think it had anything to do with oral hygiene.
It was a cry for help, and she had to answer it.
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Alexis saw the stubborn tilt toBrittany 's chin, and the very impressive pout her lower lip was creating.
She knew that look.Had caved under it many, many times. But this she couldn't compromise on.
"No."
"I'll go on my own."
"I'll lock you in my spare bedroom."
"No, you won't."Brittany scoffed.
Shit, she was right. Alexis would never do that. "You're serious?"
"Very." .
"You'd go back without me?"
"Yes."
Then Alexis had no choice. She sighed.Leaned on her car door.Crossed her arms.
Despite her earlier conversation with Ethan, once she hadBrittany out of the hotel, she had rethought the whole staying with him thing. If she hadBrittany out on her own powers of persuasion, what did she need him for?
Nothing.Her whole willingness to stay had been based on his offer to kickBrittany out. So when that became unnecessary, she had figured their little agreement was just null and void.
Brittany's one-eighty changed things again.
"Alright, how about I go back? You stay here and I'll take your place at the hotel and keep an eye on them." That was a little vague, but she was just feelingBrittany out for the time being.
Brittanywasn't buying it.
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