him.
“There’s no point in this, old man. I’m where I belong now. There’s no way to make me human again, right? Just…” She sighed deeply, her uncovered breasts pushed into him. Then she glanced away and back at him. “Just let me alone. Go home, Jacob.”
He looked into her eyes and saw defeat. Pain. Shame? Nothing in this world would convince him now to leave her behind. He unbuttoned his shirt, slipped it off, and gave it to her.
“Cover yourself. We’ re out in public.”
She took the big shirt, buttoned up two of the buttons, and hugged her arms close to her body as she inhaled his scent from the soft f abric. He really did have the sexiest scent. Her eyes moved across his body, now partially unclothed, and studied the tight muscled chest, arms and beautifully defined abs. Warring instincts attacked her. She wanted to keep the shirt close so she could always smell him. And she wanted to throw it off to press against his naked skin. One look at his face made the decision for her. She kept wrapped tight inside his shirt.
S tarla wasn’t sure she’d ever felt as safe as she did right at that moment. Because she was beginning to believe he might actually be some kind of hero.
“Is there anything at the cadre’s lair you want?” Jacob asked again.
Starla shook her head. “Nothing. Except I want to say goodbye to someone. I’ll go with you without resistance if you let me tell someone I’m leaving. He’s been a good friend.”
“He?”
“Yes. The only one of the lot who’s been kind all this time. Most of the others are complete assholes. I figure it comes with the territory.”
“It doesn’t.” Jacob captured her face in his hands and forced her to look at him.
“It doesn’t. Vampires are not assholes. We’re human just as we have always been. It’s just that some asshole humans become asshole vampires. And some humans think that our special abilities make them gods. That’s why we have rules. That’s why your cadre of youth are riding for a fall. I want you gone when that happens. You don’t belong there. So, I agree to those terms. But make it quick.”
Starla nodded and followed him to a car he’d “borrowed” from a man back in Paris.
Once back in the city, she took him into the basement of a long-abandoned warehouse. As she led him through the hallways and down the narrow stairwell, she realized she’d never really noticed how bad it smelled. She was embarrassed to have him know she’d been living like this for two months. When they hit the bottom of the stairs, she turned to him and pressed him back with her hands.
“Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
“No. I’m coming with you.”
“It won’t go well. They’re likely to consider you a threat. You might get hurt.”
Jacob tilted his head.
“You think so? You have so much to learn about vampires, little Star. I’m not letting you go in there alone. It’s my way or we’re gone.”
She shrugged. “Okay. But I warned you.”
Leading him deeper into the darkened cavernous basement, she moved around several pallets of boxes that looked like they had been there for decades. Finally, a dim light came from beyond a distant wall.
“That’s where we sleep. It’s safe for daytime. And pretty defensible if someone found us.”
As they reached the final turn around a dust-covered large industrial machine, Jacob had an immediate sense of terror. Someone in that room was terrified, he could feel it. Starla had surged ahead of him and he rushed to pull her back. But it was too late. He saw several young people in various positions all around the room. None of them were moving. He knew immediately what it meant.
“Starla…” he started to say as she ran over to a tall young man frozen in position in the center of the room.
It was all he got out as he felt his entire body
“There’s no point in this, old man. I’m where I belong now. There’s no way to make me human again, right? Just…” She sighed deeply, her uncovered breasts pushed into him. Then she glanced away and back at him. “Just let me alone. Go home, Jacob.”
He looked into her eyes and saw defeat. Pain. Shame? Nothing in this world would convince him now to leave her behind. He unbuttoned his shirt, slipped it off, and gave it to her.
“Cover yourself. We’ re out in public.”
She took the big shirt, buttoned up two of the buttons, and hugged her arms close to her body as she inhaled his scent from the soft f abric. He really did have the sexiest scent. Her eyes moved across his body, now partially unclothed, and studied the tight muscled chest, arms and beautifully defined abs. Warring instincts attacked her. She wanted to keep the shirt close so she could always smell him. And she wanted to throw it off to press against his naked skin. One look at his face made the decision for her. She kept wrapped tight inside his shirt.
S tarla wasn’t sure she’d ever felt as safe as she did right at that moment. Because she was beginning to believe he might actually be some kind of hero.
“Is there anything at the cadre’s lair you want?” Jacob asked again.
Starla shook her head. “Nothing. Except I want to say goodbye to someone. I’ll go with you without resistance if you let me tell someone I’m leaving. He’s been a good friend.”
“He?”
“Yes. The only one of the lot who’s been kind all this time. Most of the others are complete assholes. I figure it comes with the territory.”
“It doesn’t.” Jacob captured her face in his hands and forced her to look at him.
“It doesn’t. Vampires are not assholes. We’re human just as we have always been. It’s just that some asshole humans become asshole vampires. And some humans think that our special abilities make them gods. That’s why we have rules. That’s why your cadre of youth are riding for a fall. I want you gone when that happens. You don’t belong there. So, I agree to those terms. But make it quick.”
Starla nodded and followed him to a car he’d “borrowed” from a man back in Paris.
Once back in the city, she took him into the basement of a long-abandoned warehouse. As she led him through the hallways and down the narrow stairwell, she realized she’d never really noticed how bad it smelled. She was embarrassed to have him know she’d been living like this for two months. When they hit the bottom of the stairs, she turned to him and pressed him back with her hands.
“Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
“No. I’m coming with you.”
“It won’t go well. They’re likely to consider you a threat. You might get hurt.”
Jacob tilted his head.
“You think so? You have so much to learn about vampires, little Star. I’m not letting you go in there alone. It’s my way or we’re gone.”
She shrugged. “Okay. But I warned you.”
Leading him deeper into the darkened cavernous basement, she moved around several pallets of boxes that looked like they had been there for decades. Finally, a dim light came from beyond a distant wall.
“That’s where we sleep. It’s safe for daytime. And pretty defensible if someone found us.”
As they reached the final turn around a dust-covered large industrial machine, Jacob had an immediate sense of terror. Someone in that room was terrified, he could feel it. Starla had surged ahead of him and he rushed to pull her back. But it was too late. He saw several young people in various positions all around the room. None of them were moving. He knew immediately what it meant.
“Starla…” he started to say as she ran over to a tall young man frozen in position in the center of the room.
It was all he got out as he felt his entire body
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