The Girl & the Vampire (The Embassy #1) by Kira Barker Read Free Book Online Page A

look, but utterly failing.
    “Who was that?”
    She shrugged, a badly executed attempt at nonchalance.
    “That? Oh, that was Mike.”
    “Mike, uh-huh,” I parroted.
    “Yes, Mike, dimwit,” she retorted, then straightened as the elevator came to a gentle halt at the ground floor.
    “Want to tell me about him?”
    “No, not particularly,” she replied, then pushed past me to exit the cabin, only to come face to face with two veritable hunks, apparently waiting for the ride upstairs. I would have ignored them otherwise, but they both grinned at Rachel rather familiarly, and I’d never seen her blush that hard in her life.
    “Bye, guys,” she murmured in passing, clearly trying to keep that from me, but one of them, the blond, tall one, held her back, one hand gently catching her arm.
    “Mike has your number?”
    “Yup,” she replied in a very clipped tone, but if that was intended to be a rebuke, the way she pretty much eye-fucked the guy made it the worst possible case of mixed signals ever.
    “Good. See you next month?”
    “Yup,” she repeated, then squirmed out of his grasp, but it was clear that it was a gesture heavily laden with reluctance.
    Ignoring me, she stalked toward the exit, leaving me to trail behind her, very bewildered.
    “And who was that?” I finally asked when I found my voice again.
    “That? Luke. And Dave. He doesn’t really talk much.”
    I bet he wasn’t the only one. Rounding on her, I grabbed her arm and forced her to stop and face me when she tried to run off as soon as we were out of the foyer.
    “Exactly what did you do after getting that shot of vodka last night?”
    Her face might still resemble a tomato, but Rachel drew herself up to her considerable height and glowered down at me, as if I didn’t have all the reasons in the world to ask that. Then she suddenly started laughing, and I couldn’t help but join in, even if I didn’t know exactly why we were doing a hyena impression in the middle of the street.
    “What I did, you want to know? Well, Mike, Luke, and Dave.”
    Shaking my head at her, I pulled her toward that coffee shop we’d visited just yesterday.
    “Come on, Miss Hypocrite, I think now it’s me who needs a drink.”
    She joined me quite willingly, tears of laughter still rolling down her cheeks.  

    Want to know more about what Rachel got up to last night? Find out in One for the Pack - coming this October!

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Acknowledgements

    A huge THANK YOU goes to my wonderful editor Marti, and my cover artist. This short story wouldn’t be such a pretty package without them!
    As always, I couldn’t do this without the phenomenal help of my street team. Extra kudos to Lotta, Shayla, Jane, and Rae, my personal cheer squad!
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