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hopeful.
I sensed something profound within her when she hugged me, tapping my pulse with her wild heartbeat.
That was damn sexy.
Seithe .
Gripping the basin as the bathroom warps around me, I'm shellshocked to be standing in a blue and white room, Tasmin propped on the bed with the phone cradled against her ear, pink nail varnish fumigating the room in ghastly poison.
Her hand holds the wand in a freeze, squeaking at me, the phone sliding in slow motion to the checked duvet.
“Carrie, I have to call you back.”
She lunges for the phone, disconnecting, and I wipe my mouth on the corner of the towel, looking around, wondering what the hell just happened.
Rounding on her, I glower, “How the hell did you do that? What kind of magic is this?”
“Me?” she squeaks again, scrambling to pull her top down and smooth her hair, balancing the nail varnish bottle on the white bedside table, “You just appeared here! I didn't do anything!”
Doing recon, I note she's not looking like someone in the middle of a spell. She looks as awkwardly taken off guard by this as I am.
“What did you do?” I order. “Talk me through what you did just before I was pulled from my bathroom into your bedroom via some unknown force.”
“I... was... on the phone with Carrie.” She turns puce with embarrassment, blinking compulsively with nervousness, “I was telling her about my morning.”
“And?” I probe, trying to find the missing link.
“I said your name, and then you magicked here like a freaking white-lighter.”
I heard her say my name. How the hell do I stop this?
“Well don't talk about me. Gossiping is a one way street to disaster,” I chastise, suddenly aware I'm at the disadvantage here in nothing more than a towel.
“I won't. I promise,” she swears, crossing her heart, her eyes wider than the moon.
“Holy cow, Taz. This messes with my sanity, significantly.”
“I'm so sorry,” she squeals, seeming simultaneously mortified and terrified.
“Are you sure you didn't use magic?”
“I promise!” She looks ready to cry.
I can't exactly vanish in front of her. That would betray my identity. I'm not ready to freak out my potential redemption by showing her I'm a vampyre.
“Shit. Now I have to run home in a towel,” I grumble, running an agitated hand through my hair, spiking it in wet peaks.
“Your eyes are glowing,” she whispers.
“Your eyes would be glowing too if the girl you wanted to date just sucked you into her home just by saying your name!”
“You... want to date me ?”
“I'm not an indiscriminate kisser, Taz. You don't flirt with hearts unless you mean business.”
Her goofy smile could undo the most hardened heart.
“I have to get out of here,” I say, saluting her goodbye, rushing to her bedroom door, through the house, and out into the icy wind and driving rain.
This rain had better let up before I leave at midnight or I'm going to be one unhappy camper. Sighing, I run up the road, diving between a thicket of trees, hiding in the copse, transporting myself back to my bathroom, flinging the toothbrush into the basin.
Stomping downstairs, I yell, “Venix!”
“Here!” he yells back, guiding me to the cellar.
Sliding down the banister compliments of the towel, I snap, “I just got sucked into Tasmin's house. How the hell did that happen?”
He bellows a hearty laugh. “Suck her lips, swap body fluids, and you're bound to her like a guardian. She calls, you have to go, you have no choice, no matter what you're busy doing.”
“She didn't call me, she just said my name.”
Venix grins, “Then consider that confirmation, she's smitten. Only a significant amount of emotion can pull you that strongly with just the mention of your name.”
“How do I stop this?”
“You can't,” he says flatly, so smug I feel like punching him.
Chapter 10
Seithe:
Treading stealthily through knee deep grass, the wind has become a brutal gale, forcing me to
I sensed something profound within her when she hugged me, tapping my pulse with her wild heartbeat.
That was damn sexy.
Seithe .
Gripping the basin as the bathroom warps around me, I'm shellshocked to be standing in a blue and white room, Tasmin propped on the bed with the phone cradled against her ear, pink nail varnish fumigating the room in ghastly poison.
Her hand holds the wand in a freeze, squeaking at me, the phone sliding in slow motion to the checked duvet.
“Carrie, I have to call you back.”
She lunges for the phone, disconnecting, and I wipe my mouth on the corner of the towel, looking around, wondering what the hell just happened.
Rounding on her, I glower, “How the hell did you do that? What kind of magic is this?”
“Me?” she squeaks again, scrambling to pull her top down and smooth her hair, balancing the nail varnish bottle on the white bedside table, “You just appeared here! I didn't do anything!”
Doing recon, I note she's not looking like someone in the middle of a spell. She looks as awkwardly taken off guard by this as I am.
“What did you do?” I order. “Talk me through what you did just before I was pulled from my bathroom into your bedroom via some unknown force.”
“I... was... on the phone with Carrie.” She turns puce with embarrassment, blinking compulsively with nervousness, “I was telling her about my morning.”
“And?” I probe, trying to find the missing link.
“I said your name, and then you magicked here like a freaking white-lighter.”
I heard her say my name. How the hell do I stop this?
“Well don't talk about me. Gossiping is a one way street to disaster,” I chastise, suddenly aware I'm at the disadvantage here in nothing more than a towel.
“I won't. I promise,” she swears, crossing her heart, her eyes wider than the moon.
“Holy cow, Taz. This messes with my sanity, significantly.”
“I'm so sorry,” she squeals, seeming simultaneously mortified and terrified.
“Are you sure you didn't use magic?”
“I promise!” She looks ready to cry.
I can't exactly vanish in front of her. That would betray my identity. I'm not ready to freak out my potential redemption by showing her I'm a vampyre.
“Shit. Now I have to run home in a towel,” I grumble, running an agitated hand through my hair, spiking it in wet peaks.
“Your eyes are glowing,” she whispers.
“Your eyes would be glowing too if the girl you wanted to date just sucked you into her home just by saying your name!”
“You... want to date me ?”
“I'm not an indiscriminate kisser, Taz. You don't flirt with hearts unless you mean business.”
Her goofy smile could undo the most hardened heart.
“I have to get out of here,” I say, saluting her goodbye, rushing to her bedroom door, through the house, and out into the icy wind and driving rain.
This rain had better let up before I leave at midnight or I'm going to be one unhappy camper. Sighing, I run up the road, diving between a thicket of trees, hiding in the copse, transporting myself back to my bathroom, flinging the toothbrush into the basin.
Stomping downstairs, I yell, “Venix!”
“Here!” he yells back, guiding me to the cellar.
Sliding down the banister compliments of the towel, I snap, “I just got sucked into Tasmin's house. How the hell did that happen?”
He bellows a hearty laugh. “Suck her lips, swap body fluids, and you're bound to her like a guardian. She calls, you have to go, you have no choice, no matter what you're busy doing.”
“She didn't call me, she just said my name.”
Venix grins, “Then consider that confirmation, she's smitten. Only a significant amount of emotion can pull you that strongly with just the mention of your name.”
“How do I stop this?”
“You can't,” he says flatly, so smug I feel like punching him.
Chapter 10
Seithe:
Treading stealthily through knee deep grass, the wind has become a brutal gale, forcing me to
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