Tag, The Vampire's Game by Elixa Everett Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Elixa Everett
laid her head on his chest. The warmth of her body was inviting, almost as intoxicating as how good she smelt right now, cinnamon and sex. His cock twitched, ready to play some more but he ignored it. She needed her sleep. She wrapped a leg over his, her pelvis rubbing against his leg. He took another deep breath, calming himself once more.
He hadn't even had a chance to say a word to her before she had drifted off to sleep. So he lay there looking down at her. Warmed by the sight of a slight smile of satisfaction that played on her lips as she dreamed peacefully in his arms.
****
He wasn't sure when he fell to sleep himself, but without even opening his eyes the next morning he knew something was not right. The warmth that he so lovingly clung to earlier that morning was gone. He opened his eyes and glanced around the room. Gina was not there. Getting up he searched the house with no luck. She had gotten dressed and left while he slept.
"You have got to be kidding me," he mumbled to himself in frustration.
He could have sworn that she had felt the pull between them, certain it wasn't just him.
Why else would she have clung to him so tightly? Slept so soundly in his arms? With a sigh he flopped himself onto the sofa.
He wouldn't chase her damn it! She left without a word, she would need to come back on her own accord. She'll come back, he told himself. She had to come back, he couldn't lose her now.
"That's that I get for falling in love with a hunter," he sighed.
Chapter 5
Gina packed her few possessions quickly and loaded them into the SUV. Everything she owned fit into it easily. She didn't have time for self pity, she needed to be on the road and putting distance between her and Lance. She took one last look throughout the house. Happy it was empty she locked the door and jumped into the vehicle. She was heading east, to New York City. She had an old friend she wanted to visit, or more accurate a friend of her grandmothers, perhaps they could give some insight on what to do next. She needed to be told that leaving him had been the correct decision, because God knows nothing at all felt right about it to her.
When she awoke later that morning she had been happier then she had been in a long, long time. She felt feelings for him that, should never, and can never happen. When she was around him she seemed to forget what she swore to do. Kill vampires. So, she eased her way out from under his arm, quickly and quietly got dressed and drove home at a breakneck speed. New York City was roughly an 18 hour drive away so she was hoping to make it there without stopping. If needed, she would pull over at a little motel and sleep for a few hours.
****
Gina pulled into the driveway of a small house in Brooklyn. Gina couldn't help thinking it would be the perfect little house to settle down in, if she were to ever settle down.
Which she wouldn't.
As she got out of the car an older woman, in her mid-60's, with her long white hair pulled up tightly in a bun on top of her head, opened the front door. Despite her age she was tough, she had been a hunter herself. For 35 years she and Gina's own grandmother worked together tracking down and killing vampires. She had finally retired a few years back when Gina's grandmother passed away, from natural causes. Once she stepped out of the vehicle, she slammed the SUV's door shut and met the woman at the foot of the front steps with a warm embrace.
"My girl, it's been long enough since you came and seen me last," the older woman scolded draping her arm over Gina's shoulders and ushering her into the house.
"I'm really sorry Rosie. I've been tracking a vampire for the past year," she ducked her head, chewing nervously on her lower lip. Rosie wasn't one for bullshit and could smell a lie a mile away.
Rosie directed her into the kitchen and motioned with the wave of her hand for Gina to sit down. She then turned her attention to the kettle, filling it and putting it on the stove to
He hadn't even had a chance to say a word to her before she had drifted off to sleep. So he lay there looking down at her. Warmed by the sight of a slight smile of satisfaction that played on her lips as she dreamed peacefully in his arms.
****
He wasn't sure when he fell to sleep himself, but without even opening his eyes the next morning he knew something was not right. The warmth that he so lovingly clung to earlier that morning was gone. He opened his eyes and glanced around the room. Gina was not there. Getting up he searched the house with no luck. She had gotten dressed and left while he slept.
"You have got to be kidding me," he mumbled to himself in frustration.
He could have sworn that she had felt the pull between them, certain it wasn't just him.
Why else would she have clung to him so tightly? Slept so soundly in his arms? With a sigh he flopped himself onto the sofa.
He wouldn't chase her damn it! She left without a word, she would need to come back on her own accord. She'll come back, he told himself. She had to come back, he couldn't lose her now.
"That's that I get for falling in love with a hunter," he sighed.
Chapter 5
Gina packed her few possessions quickly and loaded them into the SUV. Everything she owned fit into it easily. She didn't have time for self pity, she needed to be on the road and putting distance between her and Lance. She took one last look throughout the house. Happy it was empty she locked the door and jumped into the vehicle. She was heading east, to New York City. She had an old friend she wanted to visit, or more accurate a friend of her grandmothers, perhaps they could give some insight on what to do next. She needed to be told that leaving him had been the correct decision, because God knows nothing at all felt right about it to her.
When she awoke later that morning she had been happier then she had been in a long, long time. She felt feelings for him that, should never, and can never happen. When she was around him she seemed to forget what she swore to do. Kill vampires. So, she eased her way out from under his arm, quickly and quietly got dressed and drove home at a breakneck speed. New York City was roughly an 18 hour drive away so she was hoping to make it there without stopping. If needed, she would pull over at a little motel and sleep for a few hours.
****
Gina pulled into the driveway of a small house in Brooklyn. Gina couldn't help thinking it would be the perfect little house to settle down in, if she were to ever settle down.
Which she wouldn't.
As she got out of the car an older woman, in her mid-60's, with her long white hair pulled up tightly in a bun on top of her head, opened the front door. Despite her age she was tough, she had been a hunter herself. For 35 years she and Gina's own grandmother worked together tracking down and killing vampires. She had finally retired a few years back when Gina's grandmother passed away, from natural causes. Once she stepped out of the vehicle, she slammed the SUV's door shut and met the woman at the foot of the front steps with a warm embrace.
"My girl, it's been long enough since you came and seen me last," the older woman scolded draping her arm over Gina's shoulders and ushering her into the house.
"I'm really sorry Rosie. I've been tracking a vampire for the past year," she ducked her head, chewing nervously on her lower lip. Rosie wasn't one for bullshit and could smell a lie a mile away.
Rosie directed her into the kitchen and motioned with the wave of her hand for Gina to sit down. She then turned her attention to the kettle, filling it and putting it on the stove to
Similar Books
The Opposite of Dark
Debra Purdy Kong
Patricia Wynn
Lord Tom
Tea From an Empty Cup
Pat Cadigan
Dust City
Robert Paul Weston
Marriage and Other Games
Veronica Henry
Goliath
Steve Alten
Long Summer Nights
Kathleen O'Reilly
Snake
James McClure
The Classy Crooks Club
Alison Cherry
White Collar Wedding
Parker Kincade