Page 23 of A Vow for the Vamp
Is that what happens when she’s turned on? Her eyes turn black?
“Yes. We are vampires.”
“Mills,” the other woman hisses.
“It’s fine, Layla. He’s figured it out, and he can’t be compelled so we might as well confess.”
“Or we could kill him.”
I blink and Millie has this Layla woman by the neck, up against a wall.
“You will not touch a hair on his head. He. Is. Mine.”
“Jesus, Millie. I’m joking,” Layla wheezes.
“Apologize. Now,” Millie growls.
“I’m sorry,” the other woman says, almost amused.
“I’m sorry what?”
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”
The two stare into each other’s eyes for a few more seconds before Millie releases her.
I stand and hold up my hands.
“Nope. I’m out.”
I try to leave but barely make it two steps before Millie is in front of me.
“Wait, Teddy. I’m sorry. I can explain.”
“He is mine?Your Majesty?I don’t know what I walked in on here, but I’m freaked out, and I want to leave.”
If I refuse her, will she kill me? She did just protect me from this other vampire.
My stomach twists because my brain wants to leave, but my body is begging me to stay. It wants to be nearMillie. My cock presses against my jeans because what she just did, slamming that woman up against the wall within milliseconds, was sexy as hell.
Which terrifies me because I shouldnotfind violence and threats of murder sexy.
“Please. Let me explain.”
Something about the way Millie pleads for me gives me pause. Concern fills her face.
“Why me? Why do you care?”
She flinches. “What?”
“This is a one-night stand. We agreed it would be just sex. Well, we fucked. Now it’s over.”
“It doesn’t have to be—”
“You lied to me!”
She shakes her head. “I didn’t… Teddy.”
She reaches for me, but I pull away. Her arm drops to her side, and she sighs.
