to work this out.”
The red eyes glow bright and steady in the dark, and I exhale. “Okay, we’ll play it your way—for a little while, but only because I don’t think I can stand being away from you again.
Promise me you’ll come to me next time. Promise me you won’t leave me hanging like that.”
I face Connor, his features muted in the dark.
“I promise,” he says, leaning in to kiss me.
I hold my right hand up behind him and watch the red eyes glow, and then I close my own eyes and let myself go.
I lift my head up at the sound of “Danse Macabre.” Dani and I thought it would be a funny ring tone, but right now it’s a definite mood killer. “Oh, shit, I better get that,” I say, pushing off of Connor.
Breathless, I fish my phone out of my cape pocket. I look at the caller ID and just about die.
“It’s your mother!” I grab my shirt from the table and pull it over my head before I answer.
“Hi, Mrs. Keyes,” I say, trying very hard to make my voice sound normal. “Vamp? Okay.
The meeting is for eleven thirty— yeah, I can be there before then. Do you need me to call anyone? Do they have binders? Okay, I’ll head right over!”
I click the phone off. “Well, here’s my chance to be the best darn slayer this coven has ever seen. Did you hear me asking about binders? Did I sound enthusiastic enough?” I raise my hands to the witch balls. “Light.”
Connor sits up on the couch and brushes his hair out of his eyes. “Did I say you should be the coven’s number one hunter?” He reaches out and pulls me down on top of him. “I changed my mind!”
I giggle as he starts tugging my shirt up. “Hey, out-slaying Margo and Z was your brilliant plan.” I give him a quick kiss, and then get up and look around on the floor for my bra.
“Fine,” he says, sitting up. “But who knows when we’ll be able to sneak away again?”
“That’s no longer my concern, because until this particular member of the undead tastes the pointed wrath of the Revealers, I have no time for earthly pleasures!” I pull my arms out of my shirt and slide my bra on.
Connor laughs. “Yeah, better take that act down a notch, or they’ll know something’s up for sure. But since it’s a vamp, I’m off the hook for tonight.” He buttons his shirt and sighs.
“Although, if I had to be on cleanup crew I could at least steal another good-night kiss. I guess I’ll have to steal one now.”
He grabs me and kisses me hard. “And let me help you with this.” He hooks the back of my bra while nibbling on the base of my neck. I run my hands across his bare shoulders, and I’m tempted to blow off the whole hunt, but then I think about impressing his mom.
“Enough!” I say, and push him away. “I have evil to vanquish!” I laugh as I stick my arms back through my sleeves, and grab my cape off the arm of the sofa.
Connor raises his eyebrows and shakes his head.
“Yeah, I know—bring it down a notch.”
Connor runs his hands through his hair again and then adjusts his pants. “I guess I’ll go home and take a cold shower. If I’m lucky I can get in bed before my mom gets home.”
I look at the disheveled couch cushions, the candle stub on the table, and the pumpkins—
hating what I’m about to say. “Hey, I really don’t like the thought of zapping the cute pumpkins you carved into oblivion with a spell. Do you think you could maybe clean up a little so my mom doesn’t know we were out here? I’d do it, but the new me shouldn’t be the last one to arrive.”
“Sure, cleanup crew is my middle name.”
He smiles, but I can’t help feeling guilty. “Forget it, I’ll do it when I get back—I’ll have time to go out in the morning before she gets to work—she always sleeps in.”
Connor walks over and kisses me. “I’m just yanking your chain. I don’t mind, and the less evidence we leave behind, the better. Now get going!” He slaps me on the ass and I head out.
I take my broom and
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