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Authors: Gerry Bartlett
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vampire blood. Thanks to your donation, Ray's a little better, but I'm afraid it'll take more than once to do the trick." I grabbed Nathan's hand and was about to get him out the door again when I saw Ray's eyes narrow on his friend.
"Nathan?"
"Downstairs. Now. You need a computer, Ray. Come on, Nate. Ray needs to google someone. I'm sure you've got a laptop you can bring him, don't you?" Temporary postponement, but I was desperate. Maybe I should erase that erotic fantasy I'd given Nate. Ray's friend pulled me close and nuzzled my neck. No maybe about it.
"You and Glory, Nate?" Ray's slow smile didn't reach his eyes. "Hot and heavy?"
"I'll say." Nate pulled my hand to his lips and ran his tongue across my knuckles. "I'm glad to give her my blood, for you, buddy, but I had no idea Seems that kind of fang action is a real turn-on for vampires." He grinned. "I'm a gentleman so I'll say no more. Come on, baby. Sure I've got a laptop downstairs Ray can use. You need more blood? Got to admit I'm feeling a little woozy. Let me eat something and I'll be good to go again. In every way."
"Uh, well, we'll see. I need to confab with the paranormals we've got on the payroll. Why don't you head on down and eat?" What had I been thinking? Creating virtual sex with Nathan? I'd had a vampire pull that trick on me once. And when I'd found out it had all been a sham, a fantasy, I'd felt betrayed and like a complete fool. This had started because Nate and I had wanted to pull Ray's chain. But Ray's narrow-eyed look could mean anything from "Go to hell" to a knee-jerk competitive "You win the booby prize." Me being the boobyor boobies, in my case.
"Come with me, Glory."
"No, I hate to see mortals eat. It makes me sad that I can't." I blinked like I was fighting back tears. Buck. Nathan bought it. He just hugged me.
"Later then." He looked at Ray. "We need to talk, bud. Sienna's due and you've got to be able to sing. Let Glory do whatever it takes to bring you up to speed. I'll stick Sienna in a hotel and put her off for a day or two, tell her we're waiting for some equipment to come in. Maybe Dex can show her the sights in Austin." Nathan patted me on the butt, then strode out of the room.
"Nice." Ray rolled over and stared at the wall.
Since I wasn't about to tell Ray the truth, I began to babble about the pressing need we had to figure out the Aggie situation.
"I'd better get downstairs. Maybe Brittany or Will knows something about Sirens. You stay in bed. Google Aggie and this Achelous; see what you can find out."
"Sure." Ray rasped. "When feed me again? Use Nathan?"
I took a moment to think about it. I knew Ray kept a supply of synthetic blood because, as part of my mentoring, I'd insisted he survive on it. But I had a gut feeling the real deal was necessary for this healing to work.
"No. Nathan needs time to recover from his last donation. You've got a houseful of mortals here. I'll sniff around and see if there are any who aren't drunk or stoned. Polluted blood wouldn't do you much good, just add another set of problems to your situation. I may have to go outside and check out our latest crop of stalkers and paparazzi." Hunting like the old days. I admit I got kind of jazzed about it. Decades of denial and suddenly I was in predator mode again? Man, this was crazy. Ray rolled over and looked at me. "Be careful."
"Oh, I'll take Valdez with me. Trust me, Ray, I was hunting long before electricity was invented."
"Yeah, right." Ray picked up a pen and paper. He stared at it for a long moment, then tossed it aside. He reached out his hand and I walked close to the bed.
"What?"
"Nathan. He's my best friend. Don't hurt him. And you'd damn well better not turn him vampire." Ray obviously felt strongly about this, his voice ringing inside my head.
"I don't plan to hurt him. And I don't turn people vampire." Okay, reality check. There'd been that once "Well, not unless it's a life-or-death situation. I know Nate is important to
"Nathan?"
"Downstairs. Now. You need a computer, Ray. Come on, Nate. Ray needs to google someone. I'm sure you've got a laptop you can bring him, don't you?" Temporary postponement, but I was desperate. Maybe I should erase that erotic fantasy I'd given Nate. Ray's friend pulled me close and nuzzled my neck. No maybe about it.
"You and Glory, Nate?" Ray's slow smile didn't reach his eyes. "Hot and heavy?"
"I'll say." Nate pulled my hand to his lips and ran his tongue across my knuckles. "I'm glad to give her my blood, for you, buddy, but I had no idea Seems that kind of fang action is a real turn-on for vampires." He grinned. "I'm a gentleman so I'll say no more. Come on, baby. Sure I've got a laptop downstairs Ray can use. You need more blood? Got to admit I'm feeling a little woozy. Let me eat something and I'll be good to go again. In every way."
"Uh, well, we'll see. I need to confab with the paranormals we've got on the payroll. Why don't you head on down and eat?" What had I been thinking? Creating virtual sex with Nathan? I'd had a vampire pull that trick on me once. And when I'd found out it had all been a sham, a fantasy, I'd felt betrayed and like a complete fool. This had started because Nate and I had wanted to pull Ray's chain. But Ray's narrow-eyed look could mean anything from "Go to hell" to a knee-jerk competitive "You win the booby prize." Me being the boobyor boobies, in my case.
"Come with me, Glory."
"No, I hate to see mortals eat. It makes me sad that I can't." I blinked like I was fighting back tears. Buck. Nathan bought it. He just hugged me.
"Later then." He looked at Ray. "We need to talk, bud. Sienna's due and you've got to be able to sing. Let Glory do whatever it takes to bring you up to speed. I'll stick Sienna in a hotel and put her off for a day or two, tell her we're waiting for some equipment to come in. Maybe Dex can show her the sights in Austin." Nathan patted me on the butt, then strode out of the room.
"Nice." Ray rolled over and stared at the wall.
Since I wasn't about to tell Ray the truth, I began to babble about the pressing need we had to figure out the Aggie situation.
"I'd better get downstairs. Maybe Brittany or Will knows something about Sirens. You stay in bed. Google Aggie and this Achelous; see what you can find out."
"Sure." Ray rasped. "When feed me again? Use Nathan?"
I took a moment to think about it. I knew Ray kept a supply of synthetic blood because, as part of my mentoring, I'd insisted he survive on it. But I had a gut feeling the real deal was necessary for this healing to work.
"No. Nathan needs time to recover from his last donation. You've got a houseful of mortals here. I'll sniff around and see if there are any who aren't drunk or stoned. Polluted blood wouldn't do you much good, just add another set of problems to your situation. I may have to go outside and check out our latest crop of stalkers and paparazzi." Hunting like the old days. I admit I got kind of jazzed about it. Decades of denial and suddenly I was in predator mode again? Man, this was crazy. Ray rolled over and looked at me. "Be careful."
"Oh, I'll take Valdez with me. Trust me, Ray, I was hunting long before electricity was invented."
"Yeah, right." Ray picked up a pen and paper. He stared at it for a long moment, then tossed it aside. He reached out his hand and I walked close to the bed.
"What?"
"Nathan. He's my best friend. Don't hurt him. And you'd damn well better not turn him vampire." Ray obviously felt strongly about this, his voice ringing inside my head.
"I don't plan to hurt him. And I don't turn people vampire." Okay, reality check. There'd been that once "Well, not unless it's a life-or-death situation. I know Nate is important to
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