![]() Jaw gritted, I felt his hands run over me. I obediently mimicked him, and he came close to pat me down. ![]() Stepping forward, he put his arms out wide. Saying nothing, he set it and my gun on the table behind him. “The cross?” he asked, and I worked the clasp of my charm bracelet, dropping it into his waiting hand. I had known the moment I tucked it behind my waistband I'd never get to use it, and I frowned at lost chances that never really existed. Perhaps some respect for my little red paint-ball gun? They didn't know what it was loaded with. There wasn't a sound from the surrounding vampires. “Give me what you have on you,” he said softly.Įyes on his, I slowly reached behind me and handed him my splat gun. He took it, roughly setting it on a nearby table. I hesitated, then seeing him arch his eyebrow as if to say, “Just give me a reason,” I extended it. Samuel sullenly backed off, and Kist held out his hand for my bag. And yet my scar on my neck started to tingle. Seeing them like this, they were repellant. In the bright light of morning, their glamour and sexual tension had been wiped away, to leave only a tired ugliness. One had been bit, his neck torn and his uniform ripped at the collar. My feet faltered as I realized the vamp pheromones were so thick I could taste them.Īt least Ivy had put up a fight, I thought, realizing most of the vamps were sporting a bandage or bruise, and all of them, with the exception of the vamp sitting at the bar, were in a bad mood. There was an odd smell at the back of my throat, rich and cloying. She stopped to lean on the broom as I came in. A petite woman with hair to her waist was sweeping the shards of green and gold toward the wall. The shoulder-high wall of stained glass that divided the room was broken. The lights were up high while the wait staff cleaned, and where the large room with it log-cabin walls had looked mysterious and exciting, now it looked dirty and tired.
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