Page 43 of Bite Marks

“Ugh!Jesus!” Danny covered their eyes with their hands, turning around. “Do you always sleep fuckingnaked?” They headed for the kitchen, their hands still pressed over their eyes, threatening the lives of the framed photographs and embroideries that decorated the narrow space.

“If you’ve turned around, you don’t need to cover your eyes, dumbass! Do something useful and make some fucking coffee!”

Arguably, I wasn’t eventhatnaked. We had underwear on. Danny was just being a dramatic shit.

“Yes,pleasemake coffee,” Kaylee called as the bathroom door flew open. She wasn’t much more dressed than I was, in her panties and a thin tank top that did nothing to hide her hardened nipples. It was freezing in here without the duvet.

Missing an attempt to swat my ass, she growled, though it was more pathetic than intimidating.

“Can I borrow something to wear?” I asked her, not wanting to scar them further by digging in my suitcase in the living room.

“Yeah, ‘course.”

I crossed to the walk-in closet, riffling through drawers until I found a pair of grey sweatpants. I tugged them on so I’d stop shivering before finding Kaylee pink ones with a matching sweatshirt and throwing the clothes in her direction. She grunted in thanks, beginning to dress right away.

“Thank god we don’t work today,” I said, digging for another sweater. I pulled out my favourite of hers, a black zip-up with the Nightwalkers logo on the back. Once it was on, I finally felt back to a normal human temperature.

“Oh?” Kaylee purred, tired green eyes lit with teasing. “I thought you might like to see a few of our coworkers sooner rather than later.”

“Fuck off,” I muttered. “You know that I can’t get involved with all that. Not only do we work together, but?—”

“Riiiiiight,” she teased, cutting me off with a roll of her green eyes. “I’m going to see if Danny has the coffee sorted yet. Maybeyoushould check some of those messages.” She looked from me to my phone, now several inches from where I left it, an evil little smile twisting her lips.

I opened my mouth to tell her off for invading my privacy, but she’d already left the room, tossing a wink over her shoulder. “Dannyyyy! You better have those coffeesmade!Or you are so dead!”

Nosy. She was so fucking nosy. And she didn’t even bother being sneaky about it.

I climbed over the bed to grab my phone, leaving it attached to the charger as I thumbed through my notifications—starting with my text chain with Elsie since it was at the top of the list.

Elsie

Hi! I hope you’re not too sick today!! I had so much fun last night! I knew you had a dancer hiding in there!!! <3

What’s your fave movie? Mine is Finding Nemo! ^-^ !!

I bit my lip, trying to contain the stupid smile that threatened my face.

Turns out coffee wasn’t the only cure for a headache—the unbridled enthusiasm of a cute vampire could do the trick as well.

It felt like ever since our weird moment yesterday—i.e., me totally choking when presented with the opportunity to kiss her—it was like Elsie was on a mission to get to know everything about me. Her questions were basically nonstop… but it was just cute enough that I was willing to play along.

To be fair, I didn’t think there was much Elsie could ask me for that I wouldn’t give her.

I typed back my answer, her response coming before I was even able to move on to the next waiting message.

That’s a tough one. I like romcoms… Probably You’ve Got Mail.

Elsie

I’ve never seen it, maybe we could watch it together sometime.

Are you a butter on your popcorn person or do you like the fake stuff? Ooooh! Candy or chocolate? <3 <3

Was she asking me… on a date?

Nah, no way—not after I ran out of the dressing room like a bat out of hell after having some weirdo sex fantasy about her.

Besides, the whole point was that I didn’t want to have to choose between any of them. We were coworkers, and it would be awkward if I started dating Elsie to then snub Ren.

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