Saturday
morning, Sasha watched Steph sleep, realizing that the initial resemblance to
Liz had been partially imagined. Their
coloring and body shapes were similar, but the similarities ended there. Steph’s confidence and assertiveness were
traits Liz never had. Sasha wondered how old Steph was; if Lucy looked so
young, there was no way to know how old any of the donors were.
Steph smiled in her sleep
and Sasha leaned over her, barely touching her lips to Steph’s forehead for a
second, then dipping her head lower, tasting her mouth. Steph responded,
kissing her back and sliding her hands up Sasha’s back, dragging her nails
across Sasha’s skin. As Sasha
kissed her neck, Steph stopped her just long enough to reach to the night
stand. She’d placed her necklace
there, and she grabbed the pendant now and Sasha saw that it was really a small
blade. Steph looked Sasha in the
eye as she drew the blade across her shoulder, opening a small line where the
blood beaded up. She drew the blade
across her own lips and pulled Sasha’s face to her own, kissing her hard before
turning her face to her ear. “Please.” Sasha teased her,
her lips hovering over the wound as she slid her hand between Steph’s legs. Sliding
her fingers inside, she lost herself all over again.
Chapter
Ten
Sasha and Steph spent most
of their Saturday in bed. “We
really should get dressed and rejoin the world.” Steph slid her jeans on and
pulled her shirt over her head. “I
know you’re probably not interested in eating regular food, but I’m starving.”
Sasha watched her run her
fingers through her bed-tousled hair. She wanted to pull her back into bed, but
she realized that would be incredibly selfish. “I think that Lucy stocked the
kitchen. We could have breakfast.” She reluctantly slid out of the warm bed and
got dressed.
Steph went to the kitchen
and after scrambling some eggs and making toast, she and Sasha ate and lingered
over their plates.
“So, this break up you
mentioned last night. . . was it with a vampire or a donor?”
“Neither, actually. She was just an ordinary girl. That was part of what I loved about her.
But, as you can imagine, the life of a donor isn’t exactly easy to hide. In
order to stay in such great shape, I have to allow vampires to feed on me,
Emily was jealous of the close friendships I had with other donors and
vampires, but I couldn’t tell her the truth.” She popped her last bite of toast
in her mouth and chewed in silence for a moment. “I wasn’t going to be the one
who invited her into the family. I don’t want that kind of heartache again.”
Sasha watched her, wondering
if she would explain without more prodding. She did. “A few years ago, I was
involved with someone who wasn’t a donor or vampire, and she eventually had the
same jealousy. So, I told her the truth. She chose to become a donor, too, and
later dumped me and ran off with someone else. I know break ups happen, but I
hoped she wanted immortality so she could be with me forever. So, now I don’t
tell if I’m dating a regular girl.”
Sasha put her cup down. “I
don’t want to lead you on, Steph. I really like you, but I can’t make you any
promises.”
Steph laughed. “I’m not
looking for any. Vampire and donor relationships are a completely different
dynamic. Let’s just see where this goes, ok?”
Before Steph left she kissed
Sasha sweetly and put her number in the cell phone that had been in the basket
of gifts that the donors put together for her. Sasha was overwhelmed and humbled by how
they welcomed her into the family. As she thumbed through her new contacts list to find Steph’s number, she
realized that Lucy, Caleb, and a few others had entered their numbers, too. She
sighed in relief as she realized she wasn’t alone after all.
The weekend with Steph was a
good distraction for her; even though she knew she should feel guilty, the need
for closeness
morning, Sasha watched Steph sleep, realizing that the initial resemblance to
Liz had been partially imagined. Their
coloring and body shapes were similar, but the similarities ended there. Steph’s confidence and assertiveness were
traits Liz never had. Sasha wondered how old Steph was; if Lucy looked so
young, there was no way to know how old any of the donors were.
Steph smiled in her sleep
and Sasha leaned over her, barely touching her lips to Steph’s forehead for a
second, then dipping her head lower, tasting her mouth. Steph responded,
kissing her back and sliding her hands up Sasha’s back, dragging her nails
across Sasha’s skin. As Sasha
kissed her neck, Steph stopped her just long enough to reach to the night
stand. She’d placed her necklace
there, and she grabbed the pendant now and Sasha saw that it was really a small
blade. Steph looked Sasha in the
eye as she drew the blade across her shoulder, opening a small line where the
blood beaded up. She drew the blade
across her own lips and pulled Sasha’s face to her own, kissing her hard before
turning her face to her ear. “Please.” Sasha teased her,
her lips hovering over the wound as she slid her hand between Steph’s legs. Sliding
her fingers inside, she lost herself all over again.
Chapter
Ten
Sasha and Steph spent most
of their Saturday in bed. “We
really should get dressed and rejoin the world.” Steph slid her jeans on and
pulled her shirt over her head. “I
know you’re probably not interested in eating regular food, but I’m starving.”
Sasha watched her run her
fingers through her bed-tousled hair. She wanted to pull her back into bed, but
she realized that would be incredibly selfish. “I think that Lucy stocked the
kitchen. We could have breakfast.” She reluctantly slid out of the warm bed and
got dressed.
Steph went to the kitchen
and after scrambling some eggs and making toast, she and Sasha ate and lingered
over their plates.
“So, this break up you
mentioned last night. . . was it with a vampire or a donor?”
“Neither, actually. She was just an ordinary girl. That was part of what I loved about her.
But, as you can imagine, the life of a donor isn’t exactly easy to hide. In
order to stay in such great shape, I have to allow vampires to feed on me,
Emily was jealous of the close friendships I had with other donors and
vampires, but I couldn’t tell her the truth.” She popped her last bite of toast
in her mouth and chewed in silence for a moment. “I wasn’t going to be the one
who invited her into the family. I don’t want that kind of heartache again.”
Sasha watched her, wondering
if she would explain without more prodding. She did. “A few years ago, I was
involved with someone who wasn’t a donor or vampire, and she eventually had the
same jealousy. So, I told her the truth. She chose to become a donor, too, and
later dumped me and ran off with someone else. I know break ups happen, but I
hoped she wanted immortality so she could be with me forever. So, now I don’t
tell if I’m dating a regular girl.”
Sasha put her cup down. “I
don’t want to lead you on, Steph. I really like you, but I can’t make you any
promises.”
Steph laughed. “I’m not
looking for any. Vampire and donor relationships are a completely different
dynamic. Let’s just see where this goes, ok?”
Before Steph left she kissed
Sasha sweetly and put her number in the cell phone that had been in the basket
of gifts that the donors put together for her. Sasha was overwhelmed and humbled by how
they welcomed her into the family. As she thumbed through her new contacts list to find Steph’s number, she
realized that Lucy, Caleb, and a few others had entered their numbers, too. She
sighed in relief as she realized she wasn’t alone after all.
The weekend with Steph was a
good distraction for her; even though she knew she should feel guilty, the need
for closeness
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