Page 19 of Suck This

“You have an irregular heartbeat,” he said quietly. “You should get it checked out.”

I laughed softly under my breath.

“I have,” I insisted. “And I’ve had it for a very long time, and there’s nothing they can do for it.”

“Why not?” he asked, his legs tightening on my body slightly before he relaxed.

“Because when I was younger, I had heart surgery to correct a hole in my heart. When I came out of surgery, I had this arrhythmia, and it’s been there ever since. They don’t know the cause. Nor how to fix it. I’ve been on multiple medications throughout my life, and none of them have helped it. I’m an anomaly.”

He hummed. “Get a second opinion.”

“I did,” I said. “And a third, and a fourth.” I smiled and turned my head to face him.

The moment I did, my gaze clashed with his.

We stayed that way long moments. Something, something real and charged, passed between us.

But it was broken moments later by my brother.

“Goddammit, Acadia. Don’t do that again,” Corbin growled from in front of me.

Constantine’s eyes closed.

Finally released from that powerful gaze, I turned to find my brother, spitting mad, staring at me with accusations in his eyes.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I only wanted to move him out of the direct sunlight, but we haven’t done it yet.” I batted my eyelashes at my brother.

“Get the fuck out of there,” he ordered.

Constantine came to his feet, without jostling me, and faced off with my brother.

“I’ve been a model citizen while your juvenile detectives have treated me with nothing but disrespect,” he started saying. “But I will not tolerate you using that kind of language against this woman that’s done nothing to you.”

I blinked.

Corbin blinked.

Nash, however, laughed.

“You tell him, man,” Nash said as he came around the corner and entered the cell. “You’re free to go.”

Constantine, however, didn’t take his gaze off of Corbin for a few long seconds.

When my brother blinked and turned his head, breaking eye contact with Constantine, I realized that something had happened there.

Everyone that was anyone knew not to make eye contact with a vampire for too long.

It was almost instinctual to turn your eyes away, because if you didn’t, there was a possibility that they’d be able to take control of your mind.

But I hadn’t worried about that long seconds ago. All I’d been thinking was the fact that the man was insanely beautiful, and I’d love to ride him like a cowgirl while he bucked underneath of me like a bull.

Then I got flustered.

Could he smell my desire? I wanted to say no, but I really had no clue about vampires, other than what was released to us by the vampires.

They could’ve just as easily held back with what they told us.

“Thank you,” Constantine said, holding his hand out to Nash.

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