Dr
Pervert?" I asked, remembering that tongue.
He
grinned. " Any vampire. So yes,
Andronicus may not touch you now unless it is to save your life or
if you give your expressed permission for him to do so."
I considered
that for a while. A small tattoo and I was protected from the
entire species of massively over-endowed sex-mad bloodsuckers.
Except for one, of course. Oh well, can't have everything. And I
did have eight month's grace there. I looked at it again. It really
was very tastefully done.
"My parents
have always wanted me to get a tattoo. They're going to be so
pleased." I paused. "Although I won't be showing them the thigh
one."
"Your parents
wanted you to get a tattoo?" he looked amused.
"I am a
source of constant disappointment to them. I don't smoke pot or
have tattoos, and I like
science ." I emphasised the last two words, trying to
convey their reaction when they discovered my dirty little
secret.
He laughed. "I
met your parents, you know."
"Annie told me.
You were the bogus boyfriend." He nodded.
"I really liked
them."
"Not as a light
snack, I hope," I said dryly. He gave another shout of
laughter.
"No, my sweet
love, not as a light snack. They seem like good people. Eccentric,
but good." What the hell would he know about good people, I thought
bitterly.
"I miss them,"
I said almost to myself.
"We can go and
see them tomorrow, if you want." I stared at him in surprise.
"Really?"
"I don't see
why not. You need to introduce me formally, you know. As your
husband."
"I'm really not
comfortable with that term."
"You'll get
used to it. In the meantime, you need breakfast."
"I need
clothes," I said, suddenly very aware of my nakedness. I had
crawled into bed last night after brushing my teeth and had fallen
asleep almost immediately.
"No, you
don't."
"Seriously? I
need clothes. I can't walk around naked."
"I don't mind,"
he grinned at me. I was about to start arguing with him in a loud
voice using lots of small words with four letters, when the door
opened and Julius strolled in. I dove off the side of the bed
towards the pile of bedclothes on the floor and crawled underneath
them.
"Now that's something
you don't see every day," said Julius, laughing. "Enjoying domestic
bliss, brother?"
"You might want
to knock in future," Atticus told him.
"And miss
that?"
"It's law,
Julius."
"Oh shit, I
forgot. Sorry, brother. It's a shame though. She really does have a
lovely body."
"It's my lovely body
now."
"True. I can
still smell her though. Smells even better than yesterday."
"Yes, she does.
Tastes better too."
"Ah, you're
killing me, brother," Julius groaned. Atticus chuckled.
"Is there a
reason for this visit of yours?"
"Father's
downstairs. He wants to meet Millie. He's also brought a name and
address for us. A woman with a two year old. From out of town and
staying with her sister for a week or so. Father picked up her
scent two days ago and did some investigating. She's apparently
going back to her husband day after tomorrow, so we'll need to move
fast."
"Excellent
news, Julius. We haven't had one in eight years and now two within
the space of a week. When were you thinking of taking her?"
"As soon as
possible. Father says there are a few vamps sniffing around her as
we speak."
"Today, then.
Millie can stay here. The house and grounds are very secure, so she
won't be disappearing anywhere."
"She can hang
out with Father and get acquainted," chuckled Julius.
Oh what fresh
hell, I thought sourly in my haven under the sheets. And from the
sound of it they were planning to abduct another woman. She has a
small child, I thought bitterly. Poor little thing.
XIV
I heard the
door shut and a voice saying, "It's safe to come out now." I stood
up, draping one of the sheets around my body. Atticus stood at the
window, staring outside at the vast greenness that surrounded the
house.
"Where are my
clothes?" I demanded, suddenly furious with them all, and wanting
more than ever to get myself
Pervert?" I asked, remembering that tongue.
He
grinned. " Any vampire. So yes,
Andronicus may not touch you now unless it is to save your life or
if you give your expressed permission for him to do so."
I considered
that for a while. A small tattoo and I was protected from the
entire species of massively over-endowed sex-mad bloodsuckers.
Except for one, of course. Oh well, can't have everything. And I
did have eight month's grace there. I looked at it again. It really
was very tastefully done.
"My parents
have always wanted me to get a tattoo. They're going to be so
pleased." I paused. "Although I won't be showing them the thigh
one."
"Your parents
wanted you to get a tattoo?" he looked amused.
"I am a
source of constant disappointment to them. I don't smoke pot or
have tattoos, and I like
science ." I emphasised the last two words, trying to
convey their reaction when they discovered my dirty little
secret.
He laughed. "I
met your parents, you know."
"Annie told me.
You were the bogus boyfriend." He nodded.
"I really liked
them."
"Not as a light
snack, I hope," I said dryly. He gave another shout of
laughter.
"No, my sweet
love, not as a light snack. They seem like good people. Eccentric,
but good." What the hell would he know about good people, I thought
bitterly.
"I miss them,"
I said almost to myself.
"We can go and
see them tomorrow, if you want." I stared at him in surprise.
"Really?"
"I don't see
why not. You need to introduce me formally, you know. As your
husband."
"I'm really not
comfortable with that term."
"You'll get
used to it. In the meantime, you need breakfast."
"I need
clothes," I said, suddenly very aware of my nakedness. I had
crawled into bed last night after brushing my teeth and had fallen
asleep almost immediately.
"No, you
don't."
"Seriously? I
need clothes. I can't walk around naked."
"I don't mind,"
he grinned at me. I was about to start arguing with him in a loud
voice using lots of small words with four letters, when the door
opened and Julius strolled in. I dove off the side of the bed
towards the pile of bedclothes on the floor and crawled underneath
them.
"Now that's something
you don't see every day," said Julius, laughing. "Enjoying domestic
bliss, brother?"
"You might want
to knock in future," Atticus told him.
"And miss
that?"
"It's law,
Julius."
"Oh shit, I
forgot. Sorry, brother. It's a shame though. She really does have a
lovely body."
"It's my lovely body
now."
"True. I can
still smell her though. Smells even better than yesterday."
"Yes, she does.
Tastes better too."
"Ah, you're
killing me, brother," Julius groaned. Atticus chuckled.
"Is there a
reason for this visit of yours?"
"Father's
downstairs. He wants to meet Millie. He's also brought a name and
address for us. A woman with a two year old. From out of town and
staying with her sister for a week or so. Father picked up her
scent two days ago and did some investigating. She's apparently
going back to her husband day after tomorrow, so we'll need to move
fast."
"Excellent
news, Julius. We haven't had one in eight years and now two within
the space of a week. When were you thinking of taking her?"
"As soon as
possible. Father says there are a few vamps sniffing around her as
we speak."
"Today, then.
Millie can stay here. The house and grounds are very secure, so she
won't be disappearing anywhere."
"She can hang
out with Father and get acquainted," chuckled Julius.
Oh what fresh
hell, I thought sourly in my haven under the sheets. And from the
sound of it they were planning to abduct another woman. She has a
small child, I thought bitterly. Poor little thing.
XIV
I heard the
door shut and a voice saying, "It's safe to come out now." I stood
up, draping one of the sheets around my body. Atticus stood at the
window, staring outside at the vast greenness that surrounded the
house.
"Where are my
clothes?" I demanded, suddenly furious with them all, and wanting
more than ever to get myself
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