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As she took a seat at the bar, she focused on the poor, ignorant fools being used for food—just like she had been—and nausea bubbled in the pit of her stomach. Unsure if she was angry with Christof for using her or with herself for allowing him to, she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. The intimate display of a couple in one of the booths hit a little too close to home.
Dark curls were carelessly brushed aside to allow the vampire access to the petite woman’s neck. After encircling her with his arm—moving much faster than a human being should be able to—he leaned in to her throat and bit down.
Stephanie shuddered. How could she have allowed herself to be taken advantage of like that after all she’d gone through in the past? How could she have been so stupid to think this was acceptable? She was a psychologist.
Damn it. I should have known better.
What kind of world had she stumbled--
“What can I get you?”
She jumped, nearly falling off the stool when the bartender interrupted her thoughts. She turned and stared at the…vampire. With his silver eyes and fangs, he had to be one of them.
Fear gripped her as her body numbed and all sounds and thoughts faded to a low hum. A wave of dizziness overtook her, but it was as if someone, or something, held her upright. An invisible force pressed gently against her all around.
Unable to move, she was on the verge of panicking when the mountain of a vampire laughed with the same deep tone he’d spoken in. He gave her a sadistic grin, and she snapped out of it as if nothing had happened.
Did he do that to me?
Resting his enormous hands on the bar, he raised an eyebrow. “So, you know about us, do you? I’m going on break in a minute and I could go for a little snack.”
“Uh…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Her voice cracked and was far too quiet for anyone to hear over the music.
“Don’t play with me. I can feel it in you, and I can smell his scent on you. You know what we are. But he didn’t bite you so that means you’re up for grabs, and I wouldn’t mind doing some biting and grabbing.” The fierceness in his silvery glare made it clear he wasn’t joking.
She tried to swallow as she trembled inside, but a lump stuck in her throat. She had to get out of there. Fast.
Copyright © 2013 Lorraine Pearl
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