Slamming the door shut, Gray paced the kitchen, running his fingers through his hair. Life had fucked up. It had majorly fucked up, giving him a human mate. He tolerated them and when Kelvin found his mate in the human Key, Gray accepted it, but never would he accept a human mate for himself.
“Fuck.”
This was fate’s way of playing a dirty trick on him, wasn’t it? Because he had no problem fucking or feeding from humans, and as long as they enjoyed the sex, he could walk away. But no. Fate decided to be that bitch and give him the very thing he didn’t want.
“Fuck.”
A human for a mate.
“Fuck.”
At this rate, the only word he’d be saying would be fuck, and he felt every fucking letter of it, too.
“Fuck.”
His phone rang, and he checked the time, then groaned. Late. He was late for work, but there was no way in hell he was going in where everyone would know he’d mated a human. Grabbing his phone, he saw Key’s name on the screen and answered.
“What?”
“Well, hello to you, too. Where are you? It’s not like you’re sick, or do you guys get sick?”
“Ask your mate.”
“We have more important things to discuss.”
“I didn’t know fucking each other’s brains out constituted a discussion.”
“Well, there are certain phrases like ‘oh yeah,’ and ‘fuck me harder.’ I personally like ‘suck it, bitch,’ but you know everyone has their own preferences.”
“Thank you for the TMI.”
“You are so welcome, Gray. Now where is your skanky ass?”
“I’m ill.” Gray grinned when he heard Key snort. He liked the human, which was rare given his indifference, or really, borderline dislike, maybe hatred. No, he didn’t hate them, hate them. They were a disease on this planet and he was fucking mated to one.
“Kelvin said it is extremely rare for vampires to be ill.”
“Thought you hadn’t discussed it.”
“The mind linky thing does come in handy.”
Gray inhaled and counted to ten. Maybe liking Key was a mistake. “Rare, but we do, in fact, become ill on occasion.” He heard Key hum and ignored it. “I’ll poof in, grab some work, then poof out.” Poof. Key’s word for their ability to translocate, and when had Gray started using it? Fucking humans.
“Seeya in a second then.” Grunting, Gray ended the call and stood next to Key, who jumped. “A fucking bell. That’s what you all need.”
“Nah, that would be boring. Nothing like scaring the human.”
“Get fucked.”
“I did actually, and it was good, too.”
“What’s really up with you?” Key looked him over and Gray stared at him.
“I’m ill. Can’t you tell?”
“No. You look like normal to me. Are you avoiding someone or something? I only called in sick when I was avoiding someone or something and it had to be really bad because I only had five sick days.”
“Working in the human world sucks.”