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Bentley took a step back as if struck. “A proper fit? What do you want me to do? Strip down so you can check out my form? Open my mouth so you can count to see if I have all my teeth?” Abram let out a groan. This was exactly what he didn’t want to happen. He pinched the bridge of his nose and hoped that Bentley didn’t get himself killed or worse. Because then Abram would have to try to kill Slate, and he really didn’t want to have to do that. “In that briefcase is ten times what you paid Sabrina to turn you. I’ll double it if you leave now and never try to contact Abram again,” Slate said. Outrage filled Abram, but his reaction was nothing compared to Bentley’s. The small vampire let out a loud curse and balled his hands into tight fists. “Look, I know you’re some big, bad, powerful vampire, but no amount of money or threatening is going to make me leave Abram. I love him, and I won’t leave him no matter what. You can take your money and shove it for all I care. I may be broke, but I care more about Abram than any amount of cash.” To Abram’s shock, Slate smiled. “That’s all I needed to hear. I hope you two are happy together.” Bentley sputtered. “What was this, some kind of test?” “Yes, and you passed.” “Who are you? Willy Wonka?” Bentley demanded. “No, I’m just somebody who cares a lot for Abram, and I wanted to make sure that the person he was with loved him as much as the person was loved in return.” Slate snapped for his guards, and they went to the door. Turning to Abram. “I’d keep a tight rein on this one. He’s a bit of a brat.” Abram laughed. “Tell me something I don’t already know.” Epilogue Bentley could hardly believe that it had been six months since he’d been with Abram. He’d been so happy that the time had seemed to fly by. At that moment, they were both in Abram’s office. Abram at one desk, doing his work. Bentley at another, doing his homework for his online college course. Abram had decided that it would be best if Bentley stayed close by for a while. While Bentley was doing a good job at keeping his baser vampire urges under control, there were still times when he had lapses, and it was good to have his lover/adopted sire close by when that happened. Bentley had gained all the weight he’d lost and never went hungry any more for blood or sex. Abram always saw that both of those needs were met. Even now Bentley was wiggling in his chair, sore from the marathon sex session they’d had the night before. Abram must have noticed his discomfort because he let out a chuckle. “Is my little brat hurting?” “Just a bit,” Bentley admitted, a smile creeping over his face. “I warned you that we shouldn’t have fucked that last time.” “But I was so horny,” Bentley whined with a pout. “And now you can barely sit long enough to do your studies.” “It’s not my fault that you’re so sexy.” “Nice try. You just couldn’t take no for an answer, and we both know it.” “If I had taken no for an answer, we wouldn’t be together now, would we?” Bentley pointed out. Abram pushed back his chair and held his arms open. Bentley didn’t need a second invite; he ran across the room and snuggled into his lover’s lap. It was a favorite thing of theirs to do. Bentley buried his face in Abram’s chest and inhaled the vampire’s musky scent. Bentley didn’t think he could ever get tired of it. “I love you,” Abram said. “I love you, too,” Bentley said. Even though they told each other that at least a dozen times each day, it still felt so good to hear it. Almost as good as the first time they spoke those three special words to one another. Each sat there for several moments, just drinking the other’s touch in until Abram finally tapped Bentley on the ass, breaking the spell. “We need to get going.” “Why?” Bentley asked, rubbing the area. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |