"Alex. I want to find a cure for their vampirism. Not prosecute them."
Here's where it got dicey. "Who said anything about prosecution? I could do that—cure them." Maybe a high kick to the head would solve their problems. "I'm persuasive."
"If that's what you want to call it."Brittany still wouldn't get out of the car, just sat there in her cocktail dress, long legs crossed.
Alexis couldn't imagine whereBrittany got her stubbornness. Alexis would have thought she herself had drained the family gene pool of that particular trait long beforeBrittany was born.
"Okay, here's the thing." Alexis wiped her hands on her jeans and prepared to eat crow for her sister's sake. "Ethan, well, he, uh, invited me to dinner.As his date."
Brittany's face lit up. "Alex! That's wonderful. When was the last time you went on a date? Like six years ago?"
It hadn't been that long. Surely there had been someone… like Jim back in law school… okay, so that Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
had been six years. Damn. "I was thinking maybe I need to open myself up to new experiences." There, that sounded like Brittany-speak.All warm and fuzzy and full of self-realization.
Brittanygot out of the car finally, thank God, and winked at her. "That's not all you're going to be opening, if you know what I mean."
"Brittany Anne!" Crap, she was blushing.Mostly because she'd had a flash of memory of being under Ethan, her body hot and humming. She had so been lying when she'd said she wasn't attracted to him.
Brittanygrabbed her suitcase out of the backseat and giggled.
"It'sdinner, not a night of wild monkey sex."
"I bet vampires have great stamina."
"I'm sure they do." But Ethan wasn't a vampire, becausevam-pires didn't exist, and she wasn't going to sleep with him anyway. And if you really think he's a vampire, you shouldn't beencour -aging me to have dinner with him."
"Why not?He's a great guy.Very charming, with loads of manners. You could do worse."
"What if he sucks my blood?" Alexis asked.
"He hasn't sucked my blood yet."Brittany carried her suitcase toward the open garage door. "Besides, vampires puta glamour on you when they do it. You don't feel anything but pleasure."
"That sounds like kinky shit to me, and I don't do kinky. Nobody's puttinga glamour on me if they value their life." Not that they could, because they weren't really vampires. It. Was. A. Game.
"If they want to puta glamour on you, they can. But don'tworry, I don't think he would do that to you. If Ethan invited you to eat dinner, he's much too well mannered to make youdinner, you know what I mean, sweetie?"
Jesus.Brittany was making her head spin. And the words eat and Ethan in the same sentence weren't a good direction to be sending her libido in.
Alexis opened the interior door in the garage and walked into her white-on-white kitchen. "All I know is that someday you're going to settle down and marry an accountant and have cute, black-hairedbabies, and a little house inBoulderCity , and I am going to breathe a huge sigh of relief." She tossed her keys on the counter and wondered what was appropriate to pack for a week with a bunch of psychos playing an adult version of Dungeons & Dragons. Her wardrobe was sadly lacking in velvet capes.
Vampires.Please.
Brittanystartled her by throwing her arms around her from behind and giving her a big hug. "Alex, you know I love you. You're the best sister in the universe, and I don't mean to make you worry."
She pattedBrittany 's arms and felt the sudden embarrassing rush of hot tears to her eyes. "I love you, too, Brit. And I mean it about the accountant."
"Yeah, right."Brittanylet her go and laughed. "The day I marry an accountant is the day you marry Ethan Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
Carrick."
Alexis winced. Damn, she really hated to let go of the Brittany-accountant fantasy.
From his vantage point at the blackjack
Here's where it got dicey. "Who said anything about prosecution? I could do that—cure them." Maybe a high kick to the head would solve their problems. "I'm persuasive."
"If that's what you want to call it."Brittany still wouldn't get out of the car, just sat there in her cocktail dress, long legs crossed.
Alexis couldn't imagine whereBrittany got her stubbornness. Alexis would have thought she herself had drained the family gene pool of that particular trait long beforeBrittany was born.
"Okay, here's the thing." Alexis wiped her hands on her jeans and prepared to eat crow for her sister's sake. "Ethan, well, he, uh, invited me to dinner.As his date."
Brittany's face lit up. "Alex! That's wonderful. When was the last time you went on a date? Like six years ago?"
It hadn't been that long. Surely there had been someone… like Jim back in law school… okay, so that Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
had been six years. Damn. "I was thinking maybe I need to open myself up to new experiences." There, that sounded like Brittany-speak.All warm and fuzzy and full of self-realization.
Brittanygot out of the car finally, thank God, and winked at her. "That's not all you're going to be opening, if you know what I mean."
"Brittany Anne!" Crap, she was blushing.Mostly because she'd had a flash of memory of being under Ethan, her body hot and humming. She had so been lying when she'd said she wasn't attracted to him.
Brittanygrabbed her suitcase out of the backseat and giggled.
"It'sdinner, not a night of wild monkey sex."
"I bet vampires have great stamina."
"I'm sure they do." But Ethan wasn't a vampire, becausevam-pires didn't exist, and she wasn't going to sleep with him anyway. And if you really think he's a vampire, you shouldn't beencour -aging me to have dinner with him."
"Why not?He's a great guy.Very charming, with loads of manners. You could do worse."
"What if he sucks my blood?" Alexis asked.
"He hasn't sucked my blood yet."Brittany carried her suitcase toward the open garage door. "Besides, vampires puta glamour on you when they do it. You don't feel anything but pleasure."
"That sounds like kinky shit to me, and I don't do kinky. Nobody's puttinga glamour on me if they value their life." Not that they could, because they weren't really vampires. It. Was. A. Game.
"If they want to puta glamour on you, they can. But don'tworry, I don't think he would do that to you. If Ethan invited you to eat dinner, he's much too well mannered to make youdinner, you know what I mean, sweetie?"
Jesus.Brittany was making her head spin. And the words eat and Ethan in the same sentence weren't a good direction to be sending her libido in.
Alexis opened the interior door in the garage and walked into her white-on-white kitchen. "All I know is that someday you're going to settle down and marry an accountant and have cute, black-hairedbabies, and a little house inBoulderCity , and I am going to breathe a huge sigh of relief." She tossed her keys on the counter and wondered what was appropriate to pack for a week with a bunch of psychos playing an adult version of Dungeons & Dragons. Her wardrobe was sadly lacking in velvet capes.
Vampires.Please.
Brittanystartled her by throwing her arms around her from behind and giving her a big hug. "Alex, you know I love you. You're the best sister in the universe, and I don't mean to make you worry."
She pattedBrittany 's arms and felt the sudden embarrassing rush of hot tears to her eyes. "I love you, too, Brit. And I mean it about the accountant."
"Yeah, right."Brittanylet her go and laughed. "The day I marry an accountant is the day you marry Ethan Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
Carrick."
Alexis winced. Damn, she really hated to let go of the Brittany-accountant fantasy.
From his vantage point at the blackjack
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