The Undead in My Bed by Katie MacAlister;Molly Harper;Jessica Sims Read Free Book Online Page A

someday they’d find it. No one ever did.” Nosty shrugged. “I never looked for it myself. There were so many other things to interest me.”
    “How utterly fascinating,” Miles said. “Now, tell us about yourself, how you died for love, and what happened to the nun you seduced.”
    Noelle tuned out the story that followed, certain that it would contain little actual truth and, most likely, a whole lot of fiction. Instead, she pondered the mystery that was Gray, what could have happened to him to leave him the victim of a demon lord’s wrath, and how she was going to bring the infuriatingly obstinate man around to see reason.
    Those thoughts were still with her two hours later, when Nosty had run out of both energy to remain visible and patience with Miles’s endless questions about what life was like “beyond the misty veil.” She lay in her sleeping bag in the communal music room, staring up at the patterns of shifting light cast from Miles’s shaded camp lantern, wondering what Gray was doing at that moment. Gentle snores from both Raleigh’s and Teresa’s respective sleeping bags lulled her into a semisleeping state but still conscious enough to catch the whispered sound of cloth moving against cloth.
    Careful not to move her body, she cracked open one eye and lifted her head, catching just the momentary flash of Miles’s hand as he closed the door behind himself. That was odd. Miles didn’t care for the dark and seemed to have an aversion to wandering the house by himself. Hmm. With a glance toward theother two sleepers, she slid out of her sleeping bag and silently made her way out of the room, pausing in the long, dark hallway to consider which way Miles would have gone. She didn’t think it was likely that he’d go into another of the rooms that opened off the corridor, which left the main hall.
    With a stealthy tread, she crept toward the hall, but it was as black as midnight. Frowning, she retraced her steps to the corridor, wishing she’d thought to bring her flashlight. She didn’t want to risk waking up either Teresa or Raleigh with the noise of rustling through her bag for one, however, so she simply moved from door to door, alert for any sounds of movement as she opened each a crack.
    It wasn’t until she was on the second floor that she glimpsed a flicker of light under one of the doors. “Found you, Miles,” she said softly as she opened the door, prepared to fire off a number of questions about just what he was doing creeping around the house.
    The words froze on her lips as the sight of a naked derriere filled her vision. A wet, naked derriere, one belonging to an equally wet, naked Dark One. As her eyes grew round with the glory that was Gray, he spun around. Judging by the little wisps of steam coming from an adjoining room and a rumpled towel on the floor, he’d just had a shower.
    “What the hell are you doing here?” he demanded.
    Her gaze dropped to his genitals, her mouth goingsuddenly dry as she let her eyes wander from his endowments to the strong line of his legs, back up to his stomach and chest, and then back to his groin. To her amazement, he was becoming aroused, an effect that left her staring with even more fascination. “Um… hmm?”
    Hands on his adorable hips, he glared at her, saying, “Stop doing that!”
    “Stop what?” she asked, unable to tear her gaze from him. “Staring at your privates?”
    “Yes. Stop it. It’s annoying me.”
    She entered the room and closed the door behind her, her eyes still on his growing length. “Actually, I think it’s arousing you, unless you can be annoyed and aroused at the same time. Gray?”
    “What?” he snapped, not moving to cover himself, a fact that Noelle highly appreciated. She was aware that Johannes was curled up on the bed, watching them, but she had eyes only for the tortured, delicious vampire before her.
    “I’m not going to give up on you,” she managed to say, which was a miracle considering that