Page 66 of Tainted Gifts
I completely misplaced that bit of information. It doesn't piss me off as badly though.
"I wonder why," Jase says with a devious smirk, confusing everyone else in the room.
"Who are you talking to?" Mom grumbles, annoyed by the odd actions of the sweet full blood.
"Me," I murmur softly, looking back at her as Corbin hands me a large flask.
I start opening it, trying to peer inside the tiny hole, but he puts his hand over it quickly.
"Trust me. There are two things you don't want to do: see it or smell it. Just turn it up and gulp it quickly."
That's encouraging. Apparently this is going to be brutal.
"After you swallow it, you'll want to vomit, but you can't," Uncle Brazen adds as he comes to join us.
And the dread just keeps building.
"Can you give me something to wash it down with if it's going to be that foul?" I gripe, cringing as a rancid sniff finds my nose.
Oh good grief, what is this? Rotting corpses?
"No. You can't have food or drink for five hours or it won't be potent enough to cleanse your veins."
Fucking great.
Jase joins me on the couch, his touch bringing such a tranquil blanket over me. He tucks me into his body, and Mom's sympathetic, knowing eyes find mine, offering me a bit more understanding than anyone else.
"Okay," I mumble. "Down the hatch."
I turn it up and instantly feel like spewing it back out. It tastes like rotten eggs, rancid chicken, and stagnant water all three hooked up and had a putrid baby in this flask. I choke, struggling to wash it down, wishing there was some other taste that could rescue me in this moment.
There's no way I can keep this down. It's so vile that a skunk would cover its nose.
I hand the empty flask back to Corbin as tears spring to my eyes from the overwhelming urge to gag.
"You have to keep it down. We'll have to wait seven days to try again if you throw it up," Corbin cautions.
They didn't prepare me for this. It's terrible. There's no way I can hold this down without something else freeing me from this wretched taste.
Cool lips find mine as sex and candy rushes my mouth, freeing me from the horrid taste. He tastes so good. He's my hero right now. He always is.
He pulls me tighter, holding me to him as our tongues begin to play with each other. My hands tangle in his hair, craving more of him. It's as though I can't get close enough, and I don't know how I'll spend two days in his arms without getting closer.
He groans slightly, feeling my frustration, and then tilts my head back before pulling away, my body still reeling from his incredible taste and kiss.
"That worked," I breathlessly release, glancing around to see my mother covering her smile.
The door opens once more, and Kellan walks in, his eyes avoiding mine as he sits down across from my mother while placing bags full of liquor on the chair beside him. Mom breaks the awkward tension.
"Jase, I want to be fully reinstated. Brazen does too. We never really wanted to leave the United. We only did so to keep my secret, and now that's no longer a necessity."
Fuck.
"The United would love to have the both of you back," he says with a shrug.
Mom smirks as she kisses her husband, both of them forgetting the room full of people as they put on a steamy display.
"Good, then I'll go with you on this mission," she adds while withdrawing from her new husband.
