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strength into her body. How could an innocent touch create such an enticing desire in her? “I didn’t come to ask of the girl. I came to see how you’re holding up.” Giovanni's smooth voice slid over her body like silk wrapping her up in safety and security. A soft sigh escaped her lips.
He fought the urge to taste her and settled for a touch instead. Restraining the demon in his blood was excruciatingly painful and delectably tantalizing-exquisite torture.
Tears pricked the back of her eyes and she fought to keep them under control as she shook her head in answer. He pulled her closer to him, her back against his chest. She expected a chill from his cold skin, but instead the warmth from the tingles created heat between them. Even through the layers of their clothes she felt his warmth. His breath tickled her neck as he spoke. “You’ve no idea the strength within you, do you?”
She pushed the lump forming in her throat down, fearful that if she spoke now her voice would come out raspy. She risked it, “I’m weak.” Her words were filled with disgust for her inability to help the girl. “I haven’t got the strength to help her and I’m afraid if I can’t unlock the power soon we’ll lose her.”
He turned her around abruptly. Shocking her senses. His stormy eyes examining her for the briefest of moments before he spoke. “Your father told me you didn’t even know about this world until today. Most girls would run screaming, call the police – which is a ridiculous venture since the police chief happens to be part of the council, or attack us like that Buffy Vampire Slayer. You acted honorably, risking your own health to help a stranger, accepting the reality of this world with very few questions. You are remarkable, Sophie Waters.”
“Oh, I have questions. I have a whole list of questions I’ll ask when we get through this problem.” She was all too aware of the darkness overtaking his eyes, the heat radiating between them, and her growing desire to kiss his rugged lips. What is wrong with me?
He drew more attention to his lips when he asked, “like what?”
“Huh?” She hated that he could turn her into one of those foolish girls so quickly. She just met him and already he was becoming important to her.
“I said, ask away, I’m an open book.” He put some space between them, sat down on the porch step and patted the space next to him as an invitation to join him.
She considered ignoring his invitation, but her body betrayed her as she sat next to him eagerly, their knees touching, spreading warmth and strength through her. “Why are you still here? I figured a vampire prince would have more important things to do than stay at a witch’s home all night? I mean, the sun will be up soon. You do have a problem with the sun, right?”
He chuckled, a sound she really liked hearing from his lips. "You weren't kidding when you said you had a lot of questions. Let's start with the easy one. Yes, sun exposure can kill me, but I won't die immediately. A vampire's body doesn't just burst into flames the moment a single ray of sun hits him. It's a more gradual process. My body shuts down in daylight, literally. I look and feel dead. I'm alive, but unable to move to get myself to safety. Then the sun's rays would go to work on the body, burning it from the inside out, all the while the vampire is paralyzed and unable to move."
Sophie felt a shiver run through her. "That's horrible."
"It's not a way I plan to die, for sure." He smiled.
"What other ways can you be killed?"
"Well, stakes through the heart don't kill, but they do make it impossible to move. Again, like the sun, a wooden stake in the heart will paralyze a vampire, but not as much as the sun. A strong, elder vampire can still move, although he is greatly impaired with a stake. Not a single vampire can move in the sun. Garlic does nothing to a vampire aside from smell
He fought the urge to taste her and settled for a touch instead. Restraining the demon in his blood was excruciatingly painful and delectably tantalizing-exquisite torture.
Tears pricked the back of her eyes and she fought to keep them under control as she shook her head in answer. He pulled her closer to him, her back against his chest. She expected a chill from his cold skin, but instead the warmth from the tingles created heat between them. Even through the layers of their clothes she felt his warmth. His breath tickled her neck as he spoke. “You’ve no idea the strength within you, do you?”
She pushed the lump forming in her throat down, fearful that if she spoke now her voice would come out raspy. She risked it, “I’m weak.” Her words were filled with disgust for her inability to help the girl. “I haven’t got the strength to help her and I’m afraid if I can’t unlock the power soon we’ll lose her.”
He turned her around abruptly. Shocking her senses. His stormy eyes examining her for the briefest of moments before he spoke. “Your father told me you didn’t even know about this world until today. Most girls would run screaming, call the police – which is a ridiculous venture since the police chief happens to be part of the council, or attack us like that Buffy Vampire Slayer. You acted honorably, risking your own health to help a stranger, accepting the reality of this world with very few questions. You are remarkable, Sophie Waters.”
“Oh, I have questions. I have a whole list of questions I’ll ask when we get through this problem.” She was all too aware of the darkness overtaking his eyes, the heat radiating between them, and her growing desire to kiss his rugged lips. What is wrong with me?
He drew more attention to his lips when he asked, “like what?”
“Huh?” She hated that he could turn her into one of those foolish girls so quickly. She just met him and already he was becoming important to her.
“I said, ask away, I’m an open book.” He put some space between them, sat down on the porch step and patted the space next to him as an invitation to join him.
She considered ignoring his invitation, but her body betrayed her as she sat next to him eagerly, their knees touching, spreading warmth and strength through her. “Why are you still here? I figured a vampire prince would have more important things to do than stay at a witch’s home all night? I mean, the sun will be up soon. You do have a problem with the sun, right?”
He chuckled, a sound she really liked hearing from his lips. "You weren't kidding when you said you had a lot of questions. Let's start with the easy one. Yes, sun exposure can kill me, but I won't die immediately. A vampire's body doesn't just burst into flames the moment a single ray of sun hits him. It's a more gradual process. My body shuts down in daylight, literally. I look and feel dead. I'm alive, but unable to move to get myself to safety. Then the sun's rays would go to work on the body, burning it from the inside out, all the while the vampire is paralyzed and unable to move."
Sophie felt a shiver run through her. "That's horrible."
"It's not a way I plan to die, for sure." He smiled.
"What other ways can you be killed?"
"Well, stakes through the heart don't kill, but they do make it impossible to move. Again, like the sun, a wooden stake in the heart will paralyze a vampire, but not as much as the sun. A strong, elder vampire can still move, although he is greatly impaired with a stake. Not a single vampire can move in the sun. Garlic does nothing to a vampire aside from smell
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