Page 74 of Pretty Little Shadow
"You should!"
I would've elbowed him in the side, but I wasn't willing to risk my life to do it.
I was tense at first,but he really did drive slowly. I relaxed a little more as the ride went on, and by the time he parked in front of a cold-looking modern mansion, I was even disappointed it was over.
Darius held my hip to keep me balanced as I slipped off the motorcycle and pulled my helmet off. He held on as I turned back toward him, passing the protective gear over.
With his free hand, he tapped the side of his throat."Come on, baby."
Ididwant to bite him.
And Iwascraving his blood.
I was pretty sure that feeling was going to be constant until I'd completely replaced the shadows in my veins with blood.Maybe even after.
"I want your bite. Tell me what you want in exchange," he said.
"You already give me everything I want."
"There's got to be something."
I studied him.
Therewassomething bothering me. I wasn't sure how he'd feel about it, though.
"I'm tired of staying at the hotel. I need a place to live that doesn't have so many other people around. I could go back to my apartment, but?—"
"No. The whole city knows where you used to live, now. Your neighbor was the one who told me where to find you. I'll have someone print up a book of the properties I own around the city. You can pick any one you want. They all have plenty of security."
I agreed.
Darius dropped his helmet and tugged on my hip. I let him slowly pull me back onto the motorcycle, so I was sitting on his lap, facing him.
He lowered his lips to my ear, and my eyes fluttered shut as he nipped my lobe lightly. "You'd better bite me before I'm any more tempted to fuck you on this bike than I already am."
"Biting you isn't going to help with that temptation."
"I don't care."
I laughed softly, and gave him what we both wanted as I sank my fangs into his throat.
He was fucking delicious.
I forced myself to let go before I was ready, and managed to heal the new wounds I'd left on him before he could tell me to leave them.
Darius slid me off the Ducati, put the chai latte in one of my hands, and placed the cake slice in the other before he swatted my ass. "I'll pick you up after work. Have fun. Tell Callum to fuck off if he tries to talk to you."
I doubted it would be fun, and wasn't going to tell Callum to fuck off (again), but I did have just the smallest shred of hope.
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RAE
Darius and Kathad both told me to walk into the house without knocking, so I did.
Uncomfortably.
With extreme hesitation.
