capable of following me. “I’ll be back.”
Bren arrived before I reached the kitchen. The whole I’m an elemental vamp and can arrive on cue thing always unnerved me. The way it was explained to me, Elementals fed on natural elements. In Bren’s case, that included electricity, but most Elementals could only feed on things like earth, water, wind, and fire. The electrical thing was pretty interesting, but it also meant he wasn’t allowed to come within 100 feet of my computers. I do let him drive with me whenever possible, as I have yet to hit a red light when he was a passenger in my car.
Right now, he stood in the kitchen with Meg who was gazing up at the vampire as though he were a long lost love.
I couldn’t decide if that was a good sign or a bad one, but I chose to be optimistic. Standing silently, I waited as he worked whatever magic it is that vampires do. To interrupt would risk injury. Not so much to the vamp, although it was possible, but to the human.
Vamps, well — they recovered from just about anything.
Suddenly she collapsed as Bren caught her, lifting her into his arms as though she weighed no more than a small child.
“What happened?” I asked, alarmed.
He glared at me with dark brooding eyes and continued to her bedroom. “You didn’t tell me she was dying.”
“I sort of figured that would be obvious when I told you her age.” Besides, I thought. You never would have come if I told you. “I’m hoping for both our sakes that you didn’t decrease the time she has left.”
“I’d be doing her a favor.” His voice was flat and dispassionate as he flashed me a cold, impenetrable look.
Flipping on the bedroom light, I watched him pull the duvet back and place her gently on the pristine white sheets that I would have sworn were ironed each day, before covering her with the duvet. The tender movements were very unlike Bren, and therefore suspicious.
“What’s with the nice guy act?”
“Brock was home when you called.” He turned and strolled out of the room without a backwards glance. “So I’m on warning from big brother.”
How the hell had Brock known what was going on? Checking my phone as I walked, I followed Bren to the bedroom door. “Won’t she be a little suspicious when she wakes fully dressed?”
Hostility sharpened his voice. “If she weren’t completely riddled with cancer, she might. But now she’ll just blame the doctor for prescribing too much medication that causes her to pass out and lose time; and the doctor will deny it, thinking she’s another insane old woman.” He flipped off the light and made his way down the hall. “Now, let’s have a look at your new pet.”
I hated it when he referred to any animal that way and he knew it, but I let it pass. My head was pounding too hard to argue and I was standing in darkness with nothing but a slightly modified, sleeping old woman for company. I hesitated a moment, not really sure how to verify that Meg was undamaged, then shrugged and followed Bren.
Humans aren’t really my forte’…
When we entered the far room, Daniel still lay huddled and naked on the floor. Bren raised an eyebrow and clucked his tongue appreciatively. “Pretty… “
I followed his gaze. The shifter was beautiful, of that there was no doubt. Thick, blonde — almost white — hair flowed over his shoulders almost to his waist. His well-muscled thighs and long legs completed the view. He was still curled into himself like a newborn kitten, and his thick, golden crown of hair covered the majority of his upper body. I was struck with the sudden desire to lean into him and move the hair away from his face. The second I had the thought, it became more than a desire and I felt a sudden compulsion to touch him. Before I could stop myself, I reached towards him.
Bren laughed aloud, breaking the compulsion and stunning me into the realization that the thought hadn’t been my own.
I reeled back. “Knock it off, Bren!”
The
Bren arrived before I reached the kitchen. The whole I’m an elemental vamp and can arrive on cue thing always unnerved me. The way it was explained to me, Elementals fed on natural elements. In Bren’s case, that included electricity, but most Elementals could only feed on things like earth, water, wind, and fire. The electrical thing was pretty interesting, but it also meant he wasn’t allowed to come within 100 feet of my computers. I do let him drive with me whenever possible, as I have yet to hit a red light when he was a passenger in my car.
Right now, he stood in the kitchen with Meg who was gazing up at the vampire as though he were a long lost love.
I couldn’t decide if that was a good sign or a bad one, but I chose to be optimistic. Standing silently, I waited as he worked whatever magic it is that vampires do. To interrupt would risk injury. Not so much to the vamp, although it was possible, but to the human.
Vamps, well — they recovered from just about anything.
Suddenly she collapsed as Bren caught her, lifting her into his arms as though she weighed no more than a small child.
“What happened?” I asked, alarmed.
He glared at me with dark brooding eyes and continued to her bedroom. “You didn’t tell me she was dying.”
“I sort of figured that would be obvious when I told you her age.” Besides, I thought. You never would have come if I told you. “I’m hoping for both our sakes that you didn’t decrease the time she has left.”
“I’d be doing her a favor.” His voice was flat and dispassionate as he flashed me a cold, impenetrable look.
Flipping on the bedroom light, I watched him pull the duvet back and place her gently on the pristine white sheets that I would have sworn were ironed each day, before covering her with the duvet. The tender movements were very unlike Bren, and therefore suspicious.
“What’s with the nice guy act?”
“Brock was home when you called.” He turned and strolled out of the room without a backwards glance. “So I’m on warning from big brother.”
How the hell had Brock known what was going on? Checking my phone as I walked, I followed Bren to the bedroom door. “Won’t she be a little suspicious when she wakes fully dressed?”
Hostility sharpened his voice. “If she weren’t completely riddled with cancer, she might. But now she’ll just blame the doctor for prescribing too much medication that causes her to pass out and lose time; and the doctor will deny it, thinking she’s another insane old woman.” He flipped off the light and made his way down the hall. “Now, let’s have a look at your new pet.”
I hated it when he referred to any animal that way and he knew it, but I let it pass. My head was pounding too hard to argue and I was standing in darkness with nothing but a slightly modified, sleeping old woman for company. I hesitated a moment, not really sure how to verify that Meg was undamaged, then shrugged and followed Bren.
Humans aren’t really my forte’…
When we entered the far room, Daniel still lay huddled and naked on the floor. Bren raised an eyebrow and clucked his tongue appreciatively. “Pretty… “
I followed his gaze. The shifter was beautiful, of that there was no doubt. Thick, blonde — almost white — hair flowed over his shoulders almost to his waist. His well-muscled thighs and long legs completed the view. He was still curled into himself like a newborn kitten, and his thick, golden crown of hair covered the majority of his upper body. I was struck with the sudden desire to lean into him and move the hair away from his face. The second I had the thought, it became more than a desire and I felt a sudden compulsion to touch him. Before I could stop myself, I reached towards him.
Bren laughed aloud, breaking the compulsion and stunning me into the realization that the thought hadn’t been my own.
I reeled back. “Knock it off, Bren!”
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