The Lady Is a Vamp by Lynsay Sands Read Free Book Online

that the food he’d offered when she’d woken up here had smelled and tasted doubly good. But he may just be a good cook. Cafeterias weren’t known for tasty fare and that’s where she usually had her breakfasts.
    Other appetites awoke in an immortal when they found their life mate as well. Sex for instance, but that hadn’t begun to wane yet for Jeanne Louise, so she wasn’t sure she’d be able to tell anything at all there. In fact, she was presently casually dating a sweet, smart mortal who was very skilled in that area. So much so that she hardly ever took control of him to encourage him to do the things she liked. Something she disliked doing to begin with, but sometimes couldn’t resist in the heat of the moment.
    Truthfully, Jeanne Louise wasn’t sure spending time with Paul would really help her figure out if he was her life mate. But it couldn’t hurt either, she supposed, and wondered how long it would take him to get the picnic together and come back for her. It would be nice to get out of this bloody bed and get outside for some fresh air. By her guess it was midday or, perhaps, mid-afternoon. She doubted anyone would realize she was even missing yet and had to wonder how soon it would be noticed and what would happen then.
    Jeanne Louise actually had a date tonight with her mortal that she would obviously be missing. But other than being annoyed and leaving nasty messages on her answering machine, he probably wouldn’t do much. She kept her dates apart from the rest of her life, so it wasn’t like he’d call her best friend, Mirabeau, or her brothers or father to find out why she hadn’t shown up. As for anyone else discovering it . . .
    She smiled wryly, knowing that it could be Sunday night, when she didn’t show up for work, before her absence was noted. It wasn’t that she led a solitary existence. Her father often called or visited on the weekends as did her brothers. At least her oldest brother, Nicholas, and his wife, Jo, often visited. Thomas visited much less though, since he was in England with his Inez. Although when he’d called last week, Thomas had said that Bastien was working on transferring Inez to the Toronto office so that they would be closer to family. Then there was her friend Mirabeau, her cousin Lissianna, her aunt Marguerite, and Rachel, her cousin Etienne’s wife. She’d become a good friend since their marriage. Any one of the women might call.
    However, they probably wouldn’t worry about her not answering for a couple days, which might be a good thing. It would give her time to try to sort out if Paul was a life mate and what to do about it.

Three
     
    “A nd that’s Mommy and me at the family picnic. I was three.”
    Jeanne Louise smiled faintly at the picture Livy was showing her. The child had been an adorable little cherub at three. Her mother too had been a beauty. Tall, blond, with sky blue eyes, a beautiful smile, and the perfect body. It was enough to depress the hell out of Jeanne Louise. She was not tall, did not consider herself beautiful, and did not have the perfect body. At least not compared to her cousin Lissianna, who she did consider beautiful. Jeanne Louise’s lips were a little thinner, her eyes large but almond shaped, and her face tended toward round rather than oval. She was also shorter and with less in the boob department. She didn’t think she could compete with the perfection of Paul’s first wife, especially when that perfection was a ghost whose beauty would therefore never wither in his memory.
    “That’s enough of the pictures for now, Livy,” Paul said gently. “Set it aside and eat your sandwich, please.”
    “But I don’t want it,” Livy said unhappily. “It doesn’t taste good.”
    “But it’s tuna, your favorite,” Paul said with a frown.
    “I know, but it tastes funny,” Livy said unhappily and then added a plaintive, “Everything tastes funny now.”
    Seeing the deepening concern on Paul’s face, Jeanne