misconception you’ve ever heard about vampires. Cool stuff. Tomorrow you could impress Mr. Cutler with everything you know. I don’t mind sharing the stage.”
She had to laugh. There was an amusing cockiness to him that she found charming. “I’ll think about it.”
He pulled his hand away, leaving her skin cold and tingling where it’d been warm and invigorated under his touch. His eyes remained on her as he stooped down to pick up her bag. She’d not even realized she’d let it fall to the floor when she’d grabbed him.
She was usually so in control of herself; so aware of her surroundings. It was becoming increasingly disturbing the effect this young man had on her.
Chapter 7
“Count Dracula is of course the most famous vampire of all.” Keegan idly flipped through the pages of Bram Stoker’s novel.
“There certainly is a sense of romanticism around him. His story is tragic and horrifying.”
“He was ruthless in his determination to find his Mina again. Sadistic even.” Keegan’s eyes darkened and his lips tightened. “All the people he killed, innocent and far from deserving the fate he reserved for them.”
“Well, it is fiction.”
He glared at her then quickly softened his gaze. “Or course, there were good vampires and bad ones. He was definitely one of the worse.”
“Just like humans. There are good ones and bad ones. Well, if you had to spend your days sleeping in a coffin, you’d be in a foul humor also.” Sensing his increased agitation, Sadie tried to lighten the mood.
“Oh, please. That’s one of the silliest myths surrounding vampires. That and garlic. I mean how many people do you know who aren’t repulsed by garlic? It’s not so much because they’re vampires that they back away, it’s simply because they have an acute sense of smell.”
Sadie laughed but could see that Keegan was still serious about the topic. “It’s all movie hoopla. I guess the complete truth about vampires will never be known.”
He slammed the book shut and leaned back, his eyes traveling over her face then down to the form-fitting t-shirt that hemmed just an inch short of her jeans. “You're not like the other girls around here.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” While the question was partly meant as a joke, she was taken aback by the serious consideration he gave his answer.
“I’m not sure yet.” A crooked smile cracked his lips and his eyes filled with mischief. “That little accent of yours is certainly appealing. There’s wisdom in your eyes that I rarely see in girls your age. You talk about things the girls here don’t even know about, yet there’s something…hmmm…pure about you.”
Placing a stack of books into the crook of her arm, Sadie stood and turned to the row of shelves behind her. One by one, she set the books into their proper place, barely looking at what she was doing. When the last book was in place she noticed Keegan’s stare.
“And you have a memory that is quite impressive.”
“My father often played memory games with me when I was young. I’d beat him every time.”
“I’m sure you did.”
She followed him out of the library and was surprised to see the sun had already gone down. How long had they been in there? Her fascination about everything he knew had kept her attentive and enthralled. She’d also been surprised by her own ignorance with regards to so many of the myths surrounding vampires. She chuckled to herself. Where did people think vampires burn in sunlight? She and Alexis never had that issue. Where did people think vampires didn’t have a reflection? Tell that to Alexis, who would check herself out every time she pass a mirror. And werewolves…they weren’t the only shape shifters. Vampires like herself and Alexis are able to shift into birds, cats, and other animals, when they need to…even wolves.
The hours had flown by, leaving the moonless night black. As she strolled through the parking lot