shirt saying ‘bachelorette’. I shake my head. This is too easy. I head over to the group of women who are now by the bar, and I step in front of the blonde.
“ You need to come with me.”
She gives me a puzzled look, but her friends are already screaming and saying, “You better go with him, or I’ll volunteer to take your place.”
My skin crawls with nothing but desire to get the hell out of here as soon as possible.
I look into the blonde’s eyes and glamour her. “I’m your bachelorette gift. You should come.”
She nods and follows me to my table while her friends watch us with their jaws open.
“ Have a seat,” I say.
The corner table is under a dark spot and her friends end up getting lost on the dance floor anyway.
“ What’s your name?” I ask.
“ Heather.”
“ Heather, stand up for me.”
She stands and I grab each side of her waist, turning her so she can sit on my lap, and so the right side of her neck is toward me.
“ Look at me,” I say.
“ I’m going to do something that may hurt at first, but only for a few seconds. Then it’ll feel like nothing you have ever felt before. I don’t want you to scream or be scared. You’ll be calm and smile in case your friends are watching.”
She nods.
I move her hair to the left side and pull her down to where her neck is close to me. Without wasting any time, I sink my fangs into neck. I feel her flinch, but she doesn’t scream. I start drinking and I feel her hand move to my arm and her nails digging into my skin as she lets out a moan. That is when I stop drinking. I lick the cuts on her skin and lean back on the chair.
“ Heather,” I say and she looks up at me. “When I leave this table, you are going to hang out here for a while. When your friends come for you, you are not going to tell them anything other than my being your pre-wedding gift. And tomorrow, you’re going to change your mind about the wedding.”
Even glamoured, she gives me a puzzled look and asks why.
“ Trust me, I’m saving you a lifetime of heartache.”
She nods. We both stand and I walk away.
I’m almost at the end of the block when I hear someone yell, “Hey, you! What the hell did you do to my friend?” I turn to find a small-framed woman with long brown hair coming into my direction and the way she talks to me, her hair, and the way she moves, reminds me of Lexi.
“ Why do you ask, Love?”
“ Don’t call me ‘love’,” she demands. “She has been crying nonstop since you left the bar.”
I shrug. “I have no idea.”
Thirst consumes me again. I usually can go a lot longer without feeding, and I’m not even sure what is happening other than I want to taste her.
“ Why are you looking at me like that?” she asks.
At that moment, I get an idea… a really bad idea… I glamour her and say nothing other than, “You’re coming with me.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I grab a cab in front of the club and sit in the back with her. On the way, whenever I glance at her, she just stares forward and waits for my next command.
When we get to the house, I help her out of the cab. Once he drives off, I turn toward her.
“ What’s your name?” I ask.
“ Valerie.”
“ Valerie… I’m not sure that name suits you. Once we are in the house and alone, I’m going to call you Lexi.”
She nods.
“ Come,” I say and she follows me inside.
Harvey opens the door before I can reach for it.
“ Who is this?” he asks suspiciously. “You shouldn’t be bringing anyone to the house.”
“ Does it matter? It’s late. Sarah is not even here, and I didn’t do anything stupid like you probably assume I did.”
He looks at her to make sure she is glamoured.
“ Where have you been?”
I roll my eyes at him. “At a club and to answer your question, this is Valerie.”
Valerie gives me a confused look. Apparently, even compelled, she missed the part where I said I’d call her Lexi only when we were alone.
Harvey looks from me to
“ You need to come with me.”
She gives me a puzzled look, but her friends are already screaming and saying, “You better go with him, or I’ll volunteer to take your place.”
My skin crawls with nothing but desire to get the hell out of here as soon as possible.
I look into the blonde’s eyes and glamour her. “I’m your bachelorette gift. You should come.”
She nods and follows me to my table while her friends watch us with their jaws open.
“ Have a seat,” I say.
The corner table is under a dark spot and her friends end up getting lost on the dance floor anyway.
“ What’s your name?” I ask.
“ Heather.”
“ Heather, stand up for me.”
She stands and I grab each side of her waist, turning her so she can sit on my lap, and so the right side of her neck is toward me.
“ Look at me,” I say.
“ I’m going to do something that may hurt at first, but only for a few seconds. Then it’ll feel like nothing you have ever felt before. I don’t want you to scream or be scared. You’ll be calm and smile in case your friends are watching.”
She nods.
I move her hair to the left side and pull her down to where her neck is close to me. Without wasting any time, I sink my fangs into neck. I feel her flinch, but she doesn’t scream. I start drinking and I feel her hand move to my arm and her nails digging into my skin as she lets out a moan. That is when I stop drinking. I lick the cuts on her skin and lean back on the chair.
“ Heather,” I say and she looks up at me. “When I leave this table, you are going to hang out here for a while. When your friends come for you, you are not going to tell them anything other than my being your pre-wedding gift. And tomorrow, you’re going to change your mind about the wedding.”
Even glamoured, she gives me a puzzled look and asks why.
“ Trust me, I’m saving you a lifetime of heartache.”
She nods. We both stand and I walk away.
I’m almost at the end of the block when I hear someone yell, “Hey, you! What the hell did you do to my friend?” I turn to find a small-framed woman with long brown hair coming into my direction and the way she talks to me, her hair, and the way she moves, reminds me of Lexi.
“ Why do you ask, Love?”
“ Don’t call me ‘love’,” she demands. “She has been crying nonstop since you left the bar.”
I shrug. “I have no idea.”
Thirst consumes me again. I usually can go a lot longer without feeding, and I’m not even sure what is happening other than I want to taste her.
“ Why are you looking at me like that?” she asks.
At that moment, I get an idea… a really bad idea… I glamour her and say nothing other than, “You’re coming with me.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I grab a cab in front of the club and sit in the back with her. On the way, whenever I glance at her, she just stares forward and waits for my next command.
When we get to the house, I help her out of the cab. Once he drives off, I turn toward her.
“ What’s your name?” I ask.
“ Valerie.”
“ Valerie… I’m not sure that name suits you. Once we are in the house and alone, I’m going to call you Lexi.”
She nods.
“ Come,” I say and she follows me inside.
Harvey opens the door before I can reach for it.
“ Who is this?” he asks suspiciously. “You shouldn’t be bringing anyone to the house.”
“ Does it matter? It’s late. Sarah is not even here, and I didn’t do anything stupid like you probably assume I did.”
He looks at her to make sure she is glamoured.
“ Where have you been?”
I roll my eyes at him. “At a club and to answer your question, this is Valerie.”
Valerie gives me a confused look. Apparently, even compelled, she missed the part where I said I’d call her Lexi only when we were alone.
Harvey looks from me to
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