Page 34 of Vampire Lee

“Take a moment and think about the situation.”

“You can’t force me to have sex just because I tried to kill you in my sleep.”

Lee rolled his eyes. “For fuck’s sake.” He quieted for a second. “Bad word choice. What I meant was, you had a nightmare, we’re both mostly dressed, and neither of us is hard. What made you think I was dying to fuck you right now?”

Dillon pursed his lips, and Lee wanted to laugh.

“The reason Rei and I are pretending to be dating is because people already know we’ve hooked up. I like strong, deadly men. You, my darling, don’t fit the bill. You have nothing to fear from me.” Somehow the words tasted wrong, but they weren’t untrue. He was more than a hundred years old, and he’d never fucked a human. What was the point? He didn’t want to have to be careful, didn’t want to fear he’d hurt someone by mistake.

“What are you doing here then?”

“Cuddling.” Huh, maybe that was the reason. His lovers never wanted to cuddle, and he didn’t either…he didn’t think. But it was nice to hold Dillon when he wasn’t trying to kill him in his sleep or screaming loud enough to hurt his ears.

“Cuddling?” Dillon’s incredulous tone made him grin.

“Swear to God.” He rubbed Dillon’s back. “I’m serious. I don’t want your blood, and I don’t want to have sex with you.”

“Because you want Rei?”

“No, I don’t want Rei. It was a hook-up, some mutual pleasure not to be repeated. Rei doesn’t want me, and I don’t want Rei. He’s a great guy, and he’s hot as hell. Capable, competent, dangerous, a freaking jaguar—”

“And I’m a puny human.”

Lee huffed a laugh. “Right. You’re a puny human, perfect to snuggle with.” He pulled the cover over them both and slid Dillon halfway off his body but still with a leg slung over him. It was nice. He loved the weight of his body on his. “Try to get some more sleep.”

Chapter 10

Dillon walked in front of Lee down the stairs the morning after. He hadn’t woken from any more dreams, which made it one of the best nights he’d had in years. Maybe cuddling with a vampire was the way to go.

It grated a little that Lee didn’t see him as anything but a weak creature not good for anything but hugs and cuddles, but then he wanted to smack himself on the head. Wasn’t it what he wanted? To be so undesirable a vampire didn’t want to bite him or…do other things.

He didn’t blame him though. He woke up screaming in the night, flinched when Lee moved unless he already was in his arms, and didn’t dare look him in the eyes. Not to mention, Lee had seen him undress. He’d seen he was well-used, scarred and—He blocked whatever thought would come next.

“You okay?” Lee sped up and was right behind him in a fraction of a second, his heat radiating against Dillon’s back.

“Fine.”

Lee snickered. “Never trust a fine.”

“You told me I was fine during the night.”

Huffing, Lee put a hand on his neck, his thumb caressing the skin behind his ear, and Dillon shivered.

He didn’t remove his hand until they reached the bottom floor. Dillon hesitated for a second. There were voices in the kitchen, but since Lee didn’t pass him, he took a deep breath and walked forward. When he crossed the threshold with Lee right behind him, several pairs of eyes turned their way. Everyone but Faelan was there.

Dillon stopped dead. When Lee put a hand on his shoulder, he jumped.

“Breakfast.” Lee’s whisper caressed his ear, and he nodded. Everyone would’ve heard what he said, and heat washed over Dillon’s face.

“Dillon.” Devin waved at him from the kitchen island, phone in hand. “Come look.”

He didn’t care what Devin had on his phone, but it would allow him to escape the way everyone was staring at him. He walked toward Devin in a daze, and Lee headed toward the table.

“According to the weather app, there won’t be any frost for the coming two weeks, and there shouldn’t be any after either. We’ll almost be in June then. No nights below freezing in June, right?” He sounded a little unsure.

“I don’t know.”

“I think we’re good to go, so we need to harden off the chili plants.”

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