The Lie (The Skyy Huntington Series) by Holly Hudspeth Read Free Book Online Page B

dang it was cold and our body heat would make it at least a little bit warmer. Who knows how long it would be before the power company would get out here to get things turned back on, but I’d guess it wouldn’t be any earlier than tomorrow afternoon.
    We laid in bed spooning as he held me and rubbed my hair softly. I was definitely warm now, and really tired. Just as I was dozing off, Christian said, “I’m sorry if I screwed things up Skyy. This is all I want though, to hold you in my arms every night.”
    I sighed. I didn’t want to get back into this conversation again, I just wanted to sleep. “I’m really sleepy Christian. Don’t worry about things, they’ll work out, ok?” I yawned and drifted off to sleep shortly after that.
    I woke up and maneuvered my way out of Christian’s arms to reach for my cell phone to check the time. Just after 9 a.m. and still no power. I didn’t want to get out of the warm bed, and besides there was nothing to do even if I did get up with no power.
    I washed my face and brushed my teeth in the bathroom with ice cold water, which definitely woke me up. I walked downstairs with Cupcake to see if it was still snowing. Thankfully it wasn’t and I let her out into Christian’s small backyard to do her business. It was freezing outside, and with no power in the house here, all I wanted to do was head home so I could be warm. I didn’t want to crawl back into bed with Christian, I just wanted to go home.
    I let Cupcake inside, hooked her leash to her collar, and scribbled out a quick note to Christian to call me when he got up. I darted out the door, still wearing his sweatpants, shirt and sweatshirt, and cranked up my car. It looked like the snow plows had already cleared out the neighborhood once this morning. The drive would be slow, but at least it would be warm.
    What normally was a twenty minute or less drive, took me almost an hour. But at least I still had power at my place. I cranked the heater up and turned on the water for a hot shower. While I was in the shower Christian had called twice. His messages informed me he was still without power. I called him back and told him he was welcome to come by my place if it didn’t come back on soon.
    I had rushed into the house so quickly that I didn’t even look to see if I had a reply to my hastily written letter from last night. I peeked outside the door, not wanting to let the cold back into my nice toasty warm house. There was no letter on the porch, but as I was closing the door, I noticed that my mailbox had a letter sticking upright out of it.
    I snatched it up quickly and slammed my front door to shut out the cold wind. I sat down on my couch wondering if I really wanted to see what the reply was. I opened the envelope and unfolded the thick paper to see the elegant calligraphy, I did not expect this:
    I am a vampire.
    My hands began to shake without even realizing it. A vampire, sure I knew it could be possible. I knew whatever I was dealing with was not a “human” but to see it written out on paper like that, before my eyes, so plain and so blunt made my heart stop beating for a few ticks. I knew what vampires were, in lore and in legend. I have seen countless vampire movies, but this was something I could not prepare for. If this thing was real, I didn’t know what to expect.
    This vampire said it had never encountered someone like me before, it could not erase my memories. So I was also hoping that it couldn’t mind control me or seduce me into being a takeout meal. I was not sure how to proceed. I guessed that by this point, it knew where I lived, everything I was doing, and everywhere I was going, and whether I wanted it or not it was going to get what it desired from me. That thought frightened me and excited me at the same time. I decided to reply and play it cool…
    Dear Mr. Vampire,
    Assuming you told me the truth, then I am sure you know this might raise a concern for my own personal safety. But, I trust