Page 91 of Kentucky Nights
She cozies into the blanket she has thrown over her body. It’s a cool, foggy day, perfect for cuddling outside. If we are lucky, the fog will clear, and we can go outside to stargaze.
I’ll have to end our date just like that. Tonight, I plan on reclaiming her the way she deserves. Not in some dirt arena with holes in my body and a bull charging at us. I refuse to not try to make it right.
Instead of wishing I were part of the constellations, I can sit back and appreciate their beauty with the woman who saved my life by my side.
“I don’t plan on going anywhere. I’m excited. What is it?”
“Close your eyes.”
“Kentucky.”
“Do it. Do it. Close them!”
She’s skeptical, eyeing me with curiosity. Dru closes her eyes and holds out her hand.
“I’ll be right back.” I dash inside and swing open the closet door where I hid her gift. She probably won’t be stunned or love it because it’s more of a necessity these days.
That reminds me that I need to replace the screen door Dru tumbled through the other day. Actually, I need to install a security system too. I wonder if there is a paranormal one. I’m more worried about that now that I want to submerge myself into this life at last.
I want my little girl or boy to know everything there is about being a vampire. They shouldn’t have to question anything because their father didn’t know.
My boots pound on the porch when I rush outside, placing the box in her hand. “Open.”
I hold my breath when she does.
“Oh my god, Kentucky. Is this a phone?”
Taking the chair next to her, I grab the mug from her hand to set it aside so I can take her hand. “I told you when you arrived that you could borrow the phone I had to call Carmen or your job. You’ve had no contact with your previous life, and that’s not fair.”
“Kentucky—”
I hold up my hand to stop her. “Let me finish.” I kiss her fingertips one by one. “I know we had a lot going on lately, but I should have tried harder to get you what you needed. I was terrified that if you called your friend, you’d leave me. That wasn’t right of me. Apologies, Dru. Forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive.” Her hand is gentle as it rests against my cheek, then begins to stroke her fingers through my beard.
I love it when she does that.
“I tried to charge my old phone, but it wouldn’t work. I threw it away. It was a flip phone with an antenna.”
“Oh, wow. An antenna. No wonder it didn’t work.”
“Careful.” I nip at her knuckles. “I’ll take that phone back.” She knows I’m teasing. There isn’t anything I would ever take from her.
Besides her virginity. That is mine and mine alone.
The thought of her only being mine has a drape of burgundy igniting my vision.
“Your thoughts are in the gutter,” she points out, waiting for her phone to turn on.
“With you around, it stays there, Darlin’. You know, I still haven’t been able to count all those freckles on your body. I think I’ll do that soon. Take my time. I don’t want to miss one.”
She blushes, nibbling on her bottom lip to the point the flesh turns white from pressure. I tug it free, rubbing my thumb over the spot.
“Don’t make those pretty lips bleed. I’d hate to have to do something about that.”
An aromatic dose of lust drenches the air, sweet and warm, just like her pretty pussy when I’m sinking into it.
“My home and lockscreen need pictures of you,” she says. “You’ll have to send me some.” She looks me up and down,pretending to bite her nail, and flutters those hazel eyes at me. “Shirtless. Definitely shirtless.”
