fantastic.” “Yes.” Her eyes were on his lips. Memphis licked hers in anticipation. “I suppose we should try to help Polly,” Richard murmured, his gaze following the line of her tongue. “Absolutely.” He pulled Memphis tight against his body. “One kiss won’t hurt.” “No.” Her arms entwined around his neck. “Do you really love me, Mem sweetheart?” “Oh, yes.” There was no other answer Memphis could give. Richard dropped his head down to hers. “And I love you.”
The Vampire’s Kiss 63 Memphis stood on her toes and lifted her face to his. As her lips touched his, the most amazing feeling shot through her body. It was love and lust but also more than that. It was like with one kiss they had changed the future.
* * * * Polly knew the moment she was free. A white glow suffused the house. She ran to the front door and snatched up the suitcase she had kept packed and waiting since Memphis came to the house. Polly grabbed at the door handle and pulled. It opened immediately. A rush of fresh air touched her face. She flung herself outside and ran down the path as fast as she could. Aran Linquist let her go. He knew she needed to have one attempt at freedom before he drew Polly back to Maverick House. And she would be back. Polly had no choice. He needed her.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Amarinda Jones believes anything is possible and sometimes just asking for the impossible will surprise someone enough that they will give it to you. Writing is like that. Put it out there and wait for a response. There is always the possibility you may fall on your ass, but after all, that's what cellulite is for. Amarinda believes in taking chances, speaking her mind and aging disgracefully. Twenty years from now she plans on being the neighborhood witch that all the kids are scared of. But then, everyone has to have a hobby.