Page 87 of The Awakening
Now I’m nervous. I’m the doctor, but something parental springs to life in me. “That sounds wonderful, but remember, only feed from the bags we assign you at the hospital. Your nature is still stabilizing and we don’t want you feeding from a person whose blood we know nothing about. Remember, your body isn’t like a full vampire’s, and you’re still susceptible to blood disorders and diseases.”
Yukiko sits back, her nose upturned, fully affronted. “Ew,God, Doctor Davies,please. I’m not going to feed from anyone—so embarrassing.”
I absolutely think she would try feeding from someone. She fed from her dog. “Alright, I just want to give you the warning. Have fun at the party. I’ll see you next week, same time.”
She leans toward the screen again, not quite as close as before but enough to command my full attention. “Whenare you coming back to Japan?”
Taking a deep breath, I swallow. “Not any time soon, but thankfully, we have this technology to continue our appointments together. I’ll see you next week, okay?”
Yukiko nods, seemingly satisfied with my ambiguous answer. “Okay… Thanks, Doctor Davies.”
I end the call and start my notes on our session. I’ve got about fifteen minutes before my meeting with the hospital’s CFO to talk about the reimbursement process for approved surrogates. We’re only doing a test run now, one couple—Haruka and Nino—and using this process as a model for all others. It’s been great, but I’m running into all kinds of snags and little details I hadn’t foreseen during my initial proposal, which is natural.
“Oi, are you hungry? Should I order a pizza? Will you actually eat it?” Cyrus is leaning against the doorframe. “Are you in between meetings?”
“No, sure, maybe, yes.” I stop writing and turn to look at him. He’s grinning at me like a Cheshire cat as he walks into the room to stand beside me.
“I like maybe.” He sits against the window ledge beside my desk. I’ve set my office up in the room off the back of the house, which was my old bedroom. It’s nice because I have a view of our back garden and all the trees lining the edge of the woods. It’s pretty and full of emergent green leaves. Not a full canopy yet.
“Eating is good, Jae. Your new purebred body is looking a bit thin—handsome devil, you. When are you getting your bloody hair cut, by the way? Is it in a little bun right now?Jesus.You look like a coffee shop barista in fucking Shoreditch.”
I’m just staring up at him, because it’s like he’s having his own conversation and I don’t need to participate. He smirks. “Now you’re giving me resting vampire face.”
“What do youneed? I have a meeting soon.” I told Cyrus what I was in early December, just before coming back home to Bristol. The lease I had with the renters in the cottage was up. Perfect timing, I suppose. I asked my supervisor at the hospital if he would let me see my patients virtually. He agreed, but only short term. I don’t have a long-term plan at the moment.
Also, Cy wasn’t very surprised when I told him I was a vampire. He said it actually made more sense than me being human, which I didn’t know how to take.
“I wanted to ask you about dinner… and tell you that I’m having my fifth date later this week with Benjamin. Which is fantastic.” Cyrus wiggles his thick eyebrows.
“I didn’t know we were counting? Very nice, Cy.”
Now he sits forward, resting his elbows on his thighs. “You know what I tried recently?”
“What?”
“Anal sex.”
I choke. “Fucking hell—I thought you were going to say escargot or yoga.”
Cyrus laughs. “I’ve tried both of those things, but I’d never had anal sex. It was just alright, honestly.”
“I don’t want to talk about this right now.”
“Ah, c’mon, Jae! I don’t have anyone else to ask—my parents and sister have been shockingly supportive, but Iobviouslycannot talk about this with them. I wasn’t really into it, but it feels like I have to do it, right? Like it’s mandatory.”
“It is not. There are loads of ways to enjoy and have sex. You just need to establish as much with your partner.”
Bobbing his head, Cyrus purses his lips as if he’s deeply contemplating what I’ve just said, which is good. But then he looks at me and says, “So… do you have a preference—”
“Let’s not, Cy, alright? Absolutely not.”
He stands, laughing as he reaches and pats me on the shoulder. “You’re even more tetchy now that you’re a vampire. I’m going to order that pizza and warm up a blood bag for you, yeah? A new box just arrived. Stop obsessing over your work and come downstairs with me. Take a break, mate.”
“After this meeting—” My phone buzzes against my desk and I lean to see who it is. Reading the screen, I take a breath, then pick my pen back up to finish my journal notes on Yukiko before the meeting with the CFO.
“Are you still ignoring Daddy Long Legs?” Cyrus asks. “He’s persistent for someone who told you to shove off. How often does he ring you?”
“I don’t know… maybe twice a week.”
