Page 29 of My Road Trip with a Vampire: Season One
“Uh. Yeah?”
His eyelids are heavy, and he’s staring at me from over his screen.
“Do you need to go somewhere? Maybe a dive bar is still open or…”
“No, I think I’m good. Doyouneed to go somewhere?”
I’m confused, and he has a strange look on his face now. It’s almost scary how intensely he’s staring. “Are you hungry?”
He licks his lips.
“I’m always hungry.”
I swallow. He still sounds rough, like he’s parched.
“It’s just that your scent…”
“What about my scent?” I ask, resisting the urge to sniff myself.
His face softens, and there’s a deep sense of longing in his eyes. For what?
“Bea, it’s driving me to madness.”
“What is it, my blood?”
He tilts his head to the side and laughs hoarsely.
“No, but I’m sure that’s sweet too.”
His brown eyes drop lower until his gaze is resting on my lap.
My pussy gives a needy little throb, and his nostrils flare.
“Oh.”
I clamp my thighs shut.
“Yeah.”
He stands up, pushing the hair off his face. The joggers do nothing to hide the outline of his dick. He’s hard. Holy shit, Dennis is turned on byme.
“We should get out of here for a little bit.”
“And what? Find a random stranger to hook up with? You do know I have standards, right? I can’t always just find someone," I snap at the suggestion.
His eyes flash with something dark behind them.
“No. It’s too late. Could be dangerous,” he says in clipped words. “Maybe some fresh air.”
“It’s raining.”
He looks at me like the rain is the least of his concerns right now. His full lips are parted and wet, and I can see the tips of his fangs. He looks ready to run from here, but the way he’s looking at me only makes me wetter.
“Or, you know, we could just take care of it. If we’re both attracted—”
“We can’t do that,” he growls. “We already talked about that. It complicates things,” he adds in a softer voice. He moves toward the tent's opening, his fingers touching the zipper.
“Ok. Suit yourself. But I’m not going to let you make me feel bad about my sexuality. I don’t usually have to deal with people sniffing my scent.”
