Page 68 of The Vampire's Mate


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I moved pliantly, letting him dress me. It didn’t take us long to pack up the groceries and shut the house down before making the drive back to Salem. My nerves heightened with each mile, and judging by the fact that James didn’t still my bouncing leg or pull my hand from my mouth, his were doing the same thing.

Several hours later, we arrived at my house. He went straight to my bedroom when we got there, leaving me to say goodbye to Hannah.

“What’s going on?” she asked. “I’ve never seen the two of you so freaked.”

I glanced back to where James was tearing my room apart. “I can’t tell you right now.” I cupped her cheeks in my hands and pressed a kiss to her hair. “But I promise to tell you soon. I need you to go back to Cambridge for the night. It doesn’t matter if you go to Kian’s, or back to campus but I need you to get somewhere and stay there. Can you do that?”

“Is this a vampire thing?”

“Yes. That’s why I need you to go. We can handle this. Do you trust me?”

Hannah nodded, eyes searching mine. “Will you be okay?”

I put on my best smile. “We’ll be fine. Text me when you get there?”

With another nod she was off, and I joined James. The sheets on the bed were in a heap—which was saying something because I never made the bed anyway. He was currently in the process of tearing my clothes out of my dresser.

“Where should I start?” I asked.

Coming up empty, James turned around to lean against the dresser and scrubbed a hand over his face. “The living room would be my next guess, then the kitchen—except you never cook, so that’s probably our last resort.”

“Ha-ha,” I delivered in a deadpan. I closed the distance between us to wrap my arms around his waist. “Still making jokes at a time like this?”

His smile was sad. “I don’t want you to see me lose my cool.”

“You’ve seen me lose my cool, quite a few times in the last week, actually.”

“That’s different. You’re human.”

“Oh, is a vampire losing their temper somehow worse?”

James simply grinned and kissed my cheek, ignoring my question. “Let me hear you say it.”

I knew what he wanted, but I groaned. “I’ve said it a hundred times.”

“Please?”

Uh oh—he was giving me those puppy-dog eyes again. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Why not? Is it working?” He hammed it up by chewing on his bottom lip. He knew damn well it was working, the bastard.

“You infuriating creature.” I grabbed his face and kissed him senseless. “I’m going to search the living room.”

“I’m so lucky you love me!” he called after me.

I skidded to a stop in the hallway, poking my head back through the bedroom door. “Idolove you.”

Flustered, James turned his gaze to the ground. If there was ever a time where I wished he wasn’t supernatural, it would be in moments like this one. I could only imagine how precious he’d look with a dark flush washing over those cheeks. I guess I’d have to settle for my imagination on that one.

While he searched the rest of my bedroom, I started with the couch. I turned out every single one of Carlos’s blankets while he glared at me. I unzipped each cushion and stuck my hand inside the lining, but all I came up with was crumbs and dog food. Ididfind one of Carlos’s toys that had been missing for months; that took care of the glaring at least.

Eventually, James judged the bedroom clear and started in the kitchen. The house filled with the clattering of crockery. James worked at my pace, sparing me the vampire speed—it was really disorienting when he did that. Eventually, he joined me in the living room. “Find anything?” he asked.

I shook my head. “Not unless you count the bat.”

James crooked a brow at the scraps of fabric Carlos was furiously shredding to pieces. “That’s a bat?”

“Used to be,” I shrugged. “Nothing in the kitchen?”

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