Page 13 of Daring Her Vampires
“Fine,” he says through gritted teeth.
“Awesome,” River says, clapping his hands; the bag pops. Luca closes his eyes and moves away.
“You can go now,” Sally says.
“Don’t be late,” he hums as she closes the door in his face. “It’s a very important date,” he continues loudly.
“Fuck off.” Sally locks the door and leans against it. “I will apologize now. They mean well. I’m sure this isn’t what you planned. Finding a mate and getting grilled by her family. I expect most, if not all, of them will be there. The club is owned by two vampires, Ryker and Bash. It is tradition when mates meet. We get together. Luckily, it usually does include blood.” I step close and grip her chin.
“Do you want to go?” I ask softly.
“Yes.” She twists her lips. “They are a pain in the ass, but I love them.”
“Then we’ll go.” I step away and look at my brother. He’s frowning, but he’s staring at her intently.
“Luca,” she says.
“As long as it’s acceptable to kill someone if they fuck with you,” he answers.
“It is. It’s even encouraged.” She smiles.
“Alright. We go where you go.” His expression eases.
“You should know something about me,” she starts, standing straight. “I take forever to get ready. I may go through ten different outfits.” She passes me, swipes up her purse, and turns. “There will be cursing and fits thrown as I try to choose.” She walks backward. “Don’t pay any attention. It’s a process.” She stops in front of a door. “Where are you staying?” She pauses but doesn’t let us answer. “You can stay here. I have a spare room and bathroom.”
“We didn’t book a hotel. We will stay with you.” I glance at Luca. “We’ll get our bags from the car.”
“Perfect.” She opens the door. “I need to shower.” I don’t miss the secret smile as she steps into her room.
“Sally,” I call.
“Yeah.”
“Our hearing is excellent,” I point out, knowing exactly what she’s thinking.
“I know.” She narrows her eyes. “So is mine.”
“I’m adding a rule. No touching yourself.”
Her breath catches.
“We will be the only ones who make you come,” Luca says.
“Come on,” she pouts.
“We will know.” I lift my brow.
“Fine. I won’t come by my hand.”
“Tricks, we’ll definitely hear something buzzing too,” Luca chuckles. “You can’t get away with a technicality.”
“I said fine,” she growls.
“If not the buzzing, your whimpers would give it away,” I add, smirking.
“I don’t whimper,” she gasps.
“You will be whimpering and begging us to fuck you by the end of the night,” I challenge.
