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“Yeah, but I’m a bigger vampire. I want you so fucking bad, I can’t hardly control the shit.”
“Noab, I’m fine. Stop overthinking, come keep your promise, and fuck the shit out of me. Please,” she whines, then spreads her thick ass thighs.
How can I say no to that?
Chapter
Thirteen
“Is there going to be a full moon tonight, ’cause shit?” Tami sighs as we grab our things from the breakroom.
“It’s something going on because we had the stupidest calls all damn day,” I agree.
“I swear I had the worst.”
“I don’t know; I had a driver call in to report a possible drunk driver. When I asked for his location, he started laughing like crazy, then his fool ass said ‘I’m here on the phone with you. I’m the driver.’ It took me ten minutes to convince him to pull over.”
“What the fuck? I swear people press the three digits for every fucking thing. I got a call from a response signal at the bank. Some goofball tried to rob it, got stuck in the ceiling, and set the smoke detector off for help.”
“Dumb ass. Now he’s going to jail.”
“Fire and PD responded. He’s definitely going. You on tomorrow?” Tami asks.
“No. Thank God. I’m not back until Tuesday.”
“Girl, me too and I’m going to enjoy the three days away from here. Emmett is grilling Sunday, if you want to come over. You can bring that fine ass man of yours too. I saw him when he brought you lunch last week.”
“Would your husband Emmett like you looking at my man?” I tease.
“Girl, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” she says dismissively, then laughs.
“Thanks but we have plans. My grandparents finally found their place and Nana insisted on cooking dinner and having a little housewarming celebration with family.”
“I’m so glad they found something. Maybe next time.”
“For sure, the next time,” I tell her as we exit the building.
She rushes to her vehicle and I walk to my Jeep. I lucked up this morning and found a spot right up front. As soon as I’m in my Jeep, I check my phone and take it off silent. I have two missed calls from Nana and a voicemail reminding me of our trip to the grocery store tomorrow in preparation for dinner on Sunday. I’ll return her call once I’m showered and relaxed.
After two months in the Airbnb, the real estate agent Kimbra found them the perfect rental. She even found me a nice furnished loft downtown. I signed the lease five weeks ago. My life with and ties to Langston are over, over. As promised, Shae worked her legal magic and got me removed from the condo’s lease. The electric bill was in my name, so I transferred the service to my loft. I will never forgive him for putting a spell on me and taking away my power to leave him. Some things are so egregious and reprehensible that forgiveness isn’t an option. Using magic on me without my knowledge falls into that category. My wish for him the last time I was in the condo stands. He can rot in hell and I never need to see him again.
The ringing of my cell thankfully garners my attention and pulls me from my thoughts of my fuckboy ex. I smile when I see it’s Shae and answer.
“Hey, trick,” I say.
“Hey, hoe,” she fires back. “You’re off, right?”
“Hell yes and I’m in my ride, literally backing out of my space. It’s been a day of dumb ass calls and I’m so ready for a shower, my Oreos, and milk. Where are you?”
“Home, getting ready for tonight.”
“And where are you going?”
“To see a vampire about some dick,” she blurts out.
“Who and when did this happen? Because the last time I checked, my cousin and fucking best friend doesn’t keep shit from me.”
“He’s not a secret. It’s the vampire I let feed on me the night you went with me to Blood Lust. Now, there is one thing I didn’t tell you, but don’t be mad,” she says and exhales loudly as hell. “I went back to Blood Lust.”
