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Authors: Gerry Bartlett
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he’d turned me vampire. He liked a buxom lass.
“I may have given Will a push to let you have your chance.” Jerry ran his hand down my arm and pulled me closer.
“So I have you to thank for my big break!” I reached up and kissed his cheek. “Can’t say I did much but wear a shockingly low-cut dress and carry a milk pail, but I got heaps of roses backstage after that.”
“I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I wasn’t the only one who liked your milk pail either. You had a crowd lingering by the stage door that night.” Jerry leaned down to kiss me. He put some energy into it and I almost let the interrogation go. No, I needed some answers.
“But you soon cleared them all out. They thought I was a strumpet. You treated me like a lady.” I sighed. “You had to know I hadn’t been raised as one.”
“I didn’t know that. You were well spoken and had an air about you.” Jerry slipped open buttons on my blouse until he could see my lacy bra.
“Did I ever do anything to make you suspect that I was other than what I appeared?” I eased away, not about to be distracted by his clever hands when I had finally gotten to the reason for this trip down memory lane.
“What do you mean?” Jerry stopped with his hand on the clasp of my bra.
“Could I have been something other than a simple human female? Daughter of a baker and raised in Cheapside?” I stayed frozen, afraid of his answer.
“Where is this coming from, Gloriana?” Jerry jerked his hand away. “Did Ian put this idea in your head? By God—”
“Jerry, why would you think that? And why would it get you excited? If there’s nothing to it, no worries.” I wiggled over to sit in his lap. “Seriously, you remember when Ian took some blood from me? After I had that adverse reaction to one of his drugs?”
“Poison! Honestly, Gloriana. I hope you will finally listen to me. He has attempted to poison you on more than one occasion. Why can’t you see that? This is all about our feud. MacDonald misdeeds wrapped up to look like a damned curse. I tell you, you can’t trust him.” Jerry stared into my eyes, willing me to wake up and smell the peat smoke.
“No, stop blaming the stupid feud. He tested my blood. He found out something strange. That I, I wasn’t human before I was turned vampire.” Tears filled my eyes and I couldn’t blink them back.
“By God! The balls on that man! To drag you into our quarrel. Is no weapon beneath him?” Jerry pulled my face to his chest. “Don’t cry, Gloriana. He’s lying. He obviously wants to hurt you to get to me. I knew you then. I drank your blood before you were turned. It was human blood. Warm, delicious. It was like honey on my tongue.” He kissed the top of my head. “Damn that man to hell. What was he thinking telling you something like that?”
“Is that all, Jerry? What about when you drink my blood now? Is it just delicious vampire blood or does it give you something more?” I eased away from him, determined to see his face when he answered me.
“What do you mean?” Jerry’s face was blank. I knew that look, the look of a man who had secrets or was searching for an answer.
“Spill, Jerry. This ‘honey on your tongue.’ Did it also give you special powers? Does it still? And is it why you always come back to me, century after century?” My nails dug into my palms.
“Gloriana, what did Ian say to you? What lies is he filling your head with now?” Jerry reached for me but I was across the room before he could touch me again.
“Don’t start with the feud again. I won’t listen to that. My blood isn’t human, Jerry.” Tears spilled down my cheeks and I angrily dashed them away. “And, don’t worry, I wouldn’t take Ian’s word for something that important. Penny can verify everything he told me.”
“The hell you say. He’s accusing me of using you for some kind of drug? Is that what he’s saying?” Jerry was on his feet too, his eyes blazing.
“Isn’t that
“I may have given Will a push to let you have your chance.” Jerry ran his hand down my arm and pulled me closer.
“So I have you to thank for my big break!” I reached up and kissed his cheek. “Can’t say I did much but wear a shockingly low-cut dress and carry a milk pail, but I got heaps of roses backstage after that.”
“I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I wasn’t the only one who liked your milk pail either. You had a crowd lingering by the stage door that night.” Jerry leaned down to kiss me. He put some energy into it and I almost let the interrogation go. No, I needed some answers.
“But you soon cleared them all out. They thought I was a strumpet. You treated me like a lady.” I sighed. “You had to know I hadn’t been raised as one.”
“I didn’t know that. You were well spoken and had an air about you.” Jerry slipped open buttons on my blouse until he could see my lacy bra.
“Did I ever do anything to make you suspect that I was other than what I appeared?” I eased away, not about to be distracted by his clever hands when I had finally gotten to the reason for this trip down memory lane.
“What do you mean?” Jerry stopped with his hand on the clasp of my bra.
“Could I have been something other than a simple human female? Daughter of a baker and raised in Cheapside?” I stayed frozen, afraid of his answer.
“Where is this coming from, Gloriana?” Jerry jerked his hand away. “Did Ian put this idea in your head? By God—”
“Jerry, why would you think that? And why would it get you excited? If there’s nothing to it, no worries.” I wiggled over to sit in his lap. “Seriously, you remember when Ian took some blood from me? After I had that adverse reaction to one of his drugs?”
“Poison! Honestly, Gloriana. I hope you will finally listen to me. He has attempted to poison you on more than one occasion. Why can’t you see that? This is all about our feud. MacDonald misdeeds wrapped up to look like a damned curse. I tell you, you can’t trust him.” Jerry stared into my eyes, willing me to wake up and smell the peat smoke.
“No, stop blaming the stupid feud. He tested my blood. He found out something strange. That I, I wasn’t human before I was turned vampire.” Tears filled my eyes and I couldn’t blink them back.
“By God! The balls on that man! To drag you into our quarrel. Is no weapon beneath him?” Jerry pulled my face to his chest. “Don’t cry, Gloriana. He’s lying. He obviously wants to hurt you to get to me. I knew you then. I drank your blood before you were turned. It was human blood. Warm, delicious. It was like honey on my tongue.” He kissed the top of my head. “Damn that man to hell. What was he thinking telling you something like that?”
“Is that all, Jerry? What about when you drink my blood now? Is it just delicious vampire blood or does it give you something more?” I eased away from him, determined to see his face when he answered me.
“What do you mean?” Jerry’s face was blank. I knew that look, the look of a man who had secrets or was searching for an answer.
“Spill, Jerry. This ‘honey on your tongue.’ Did it also give you special powers? Does it still? And is it why you always come back to me, century after century?” My nails dug into my palms.
“Gloriana, what did Ian say to you? What lies is he filling your head with now?” Jerry reached for me but I was across the room before he could touch me again.
“Don’t start with the feud again. I won’t listen to that. My blood isn’t human, Jerry.” Tears spilled down my cheeks and I angrily dashed them away. “And, don’t worry, I wouldn’t take Ian’s word for something that important. Penny can verify everything he told me.”
“The hell you say. He’s accusing me of using you for some kind of drug? Is that what he’s saying?” Jerry was on his feet too, his eyes blazing.
“Isn’t that
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