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lump on her upper back was throbbing. The bleeding on her hands had stopped, but she was pretty sure her entire back was going to be black and blue. As they pulled up to her building, Kade carefully parked the car. So, her limo driven vampire seemed to have some driving skills after all. What else was he hiding?
Kade got out, handed her the keys, and opened her car door. Sydney groaned as she shoved herself up onto her feet. “Well, thanks for driving. You sure you don’t want to take my car back to the station? I can have Tony pick me up later. Um...you wanna come up for coffee?” She felt stupid even asking. Did a freakin’ vampire even drink coffee?
Kade wanted to go in with her, but he had to get back and call home. Luca would have a full update on possible suspects waiting. He didn’t want to tell Sydney yet, but there were rumors back home that someone was working black magic to gain power, just talk. There was always some asshole looking for more supernatural power. Once you were a vampire, there was no democracy. You reported to the head vampire in the area, comply or die. Most accepted their new life, some didn’t.
“Sydney love, you know you tempt me with your offer. While I do enjoy a spot of tea, I am afraid that my tastes require more than you are willing to give.” He wanted to stay. She was driving him fucking crazy. “But I really must get back and make some calls.” He reached for her hand, and she let him take it. He lifted her hand, turned her palm up, and kissed it. “I will call you with any news. Please do the same. Please forgive me...ah, my car is here.” The limo pulled up to the curb.
Sydney sniffed, “Whatever. You’ve got my cell number. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll be in touch tomorrow afternoon and we can plan next steps. It’s been a hell of a night, and I need to get a shower. Later.” She turned and entered the code to the building not looking back. What was she thinking anyway asking him up for coffee? Really? Coffee? More like do you want to come up and fuck my brains out? Guess not.
Chapter Six
After taking three Advil, Sydney showered and dressed in her favorite, red sundress that showed off the swell of her tan breasts. Unfortunately, it also showed off her upper back that had started to turn bluish. She slipped on a pair of black, platform flip-flops. She didn’t bother to dry her hair; her blonde locks looked wild and curly. It was late at night, no use blowing it out.
Sydney considered going to sleep. It was nearly four in the morning, but working nights, she was wide awake. She knew she should get into her pajamas, read a book and get some rest, but her nerves were on fire. Nearly dying can do that to a girl, but it wasn’t what was making her jumpy. It was Kade. She wanted, she needed, needed something, someone, him. But she wasn’t going to have him . Like a wanton slut, she asked him to come in with her 'for coffee' a.k.a. 'sex', and he was just too freakin’ busy, or didn’t want her. Fine. She thought there was a sexual tension there but maybe she was wrong. He had lied about being a detective. He seemed to have plenty of other secrets. What else was the guy lying about? Maybe he had a girlfriend? Maybe he was married?
Sydney longed to forget her lustful thoughts of Kade. She would get him out of her system. She didn’t believe in love at first sight anyway, lust maybe, and lust could be controlled...or redirected. Sydney decided Tristan was just what she needed. She knew he cared about her...wanted her. He was always there for her, the one stable man in her life besides Tony. Life was too short to sit around moping. She didn’t want to be alone tonight, and Tristan would help her forget.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Sydney strolled through Eden’s doors, she spied Tristan leaning against the bar, talking to a redhead who was flirting with him and flipping her hair back. Setting her sights on Tristan, Sydney traipsed across the dance floor,
Kade got out, handed her the keys, and opened her car door. Sydney groaned as she shoved herself up onto her feet. “Well, thanks for driving. You sure you don’t want to take my car back to the station? I can have Tony pick me up later. Um...you wanna come up for coffee?” She felt stupid even asking. Did a freakin’ vampire even drink coffee?
Kade wanted to go in with her, but he had to get back and call home. Luca would have a full update on possible suspects waiting. He didn’t want to tell Sydney yet, but there were rumors back home that someone was working black magic to gain power, just talk. There was always some asshole looking for more supernatural power. Once you were a vampire, there was no democracy. You reported to the head vampire in the area, comply or die. Most accepted their new life, some didn’t.
“Sydney love, you know you tempt me with your offer. While I do enjoy a spot of tea, I am afraid that my tastes require more than you are willing to give.” He wanted to stay. She was driving him fucking crazy. “But I really must get back and make some calls.” He reached for her hand, and she let him take it. He lifted her hand, turned her palm up, and kissed it. “I will call you with any news. Please do the same. Please forgive me...ah, my car is here.” The limo pulled up to the curb.
Sydney sniffed, “Whatever. You’ve got my cell number. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll be in touch tomorrow afternoon and we can plan next steps. It’s been a hell of a night, and I need to get a shower. Later.” She turned and entered the code to the building not looking back. What was she thinking anyway asking him up for coffee? Really? Coffee? More like do you want to come up and fuck my brains out? Guess not.
Chapter Six
After taking three Advil, Sydney showered and dressed in her favorite, red sundress that showed off the swell of her tan breasts. Unfortunately, it also showed off her upper back that had started to turn bluish. She slipped on a pair of black, platform flip-flops. She didn’t bother to dry her hair; her blonde locks looked wild and curly. It was late at night, no use blowing it out.
Sydney considered going to sleep. It was nearly four in the morning, but working nights, she was wide awake. She knew she should get into her pajamas, read a book and get some rest, but her nerves were on fire. Nearly dying can do that to a girl, but it wasn’t what was making her jumpy. It was Kade. She wanted, she needed, needed something, someone, him. But she wasn’t going to have him . Like a wanton slut, she asked him to come in with her 'for coffee' a.k.a. 'sex', and he was just too freakin’ busy, or didn’t want her. Fine. She thought there was a sexual tension there but maybe she was wrong. He had lied about being a detective. He seemed to have plenty of other secrets. What else was the guy lying about? Maybe he had a girlfriend? Maybe he was married?
Sydney longed to forget her lustful thoughts of Kade. She would get him out of her system. She didn’t believe in love at first sight anyway, lust maybe, and lust could be controlled...or redirected. Sydney decided Tristan was just what she needed. She knew he cared about her...wanted her. He was always there for her, the one stable man in her life besides Tony. Life was too short to sit around moping. She didn’t want to be alone tonight, and Tristan would help her forget.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Sydney strolled through Eden’s doors, she spied Tristan leaning against the bar, talking to a redhead who was flirting with him and flipping her hair back. Setting her sights on Tristan, Sydney traipsed across the dance floor,
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