around seven.”
“I can do that. I’ll see you tomorrow night then. Oh, your door is open.”
The squeak of the door swinging open caused me to turn. When I looked back, he was gone.
Chapter Four
The day passed slowly as I tarried at work thinking about what I was going to do. Every time I thought about Keaton and what had happened between us, I blushed. It made it tough to concentrate while staring at my computer screen. Images of us together rushed through my head and burned my cheeks.
I tried looking up information on vampires, but everything I came upon was the same old myths that I had read about in books. They hated religious objects, needed permission to enter into homes, and of course they needed blood to survive. Some books said that their blood or saliva could heal wounds. When I looked at my arm, the slash from the dagger was completely gone. It confirmed some of the texts. Monsters were real. The darkness held things that I couldn’t fathom. Stephania was a powerful witch. What was next? Werewolves wearing bunny costumes?
“Hey there, you okay?” Terri stood next to my cubical.
I blinked, awakened from my stupor. “What did you say? I’m sorry.”
Terri smiled. “You’re in another world today. I asked if you still wanted to go out for drinks tonight. Remember, you had said we were going out?”
Fuck . “Sorry, Terri. I made other plans last night. What about tomorrow night or this weekend?”
Her expression darkened and then sank. “This is the second time this month. I thought we were friends.”
I rolled my eyes. Terri didn’t understand sometimes things came up. The last time I ended up getting stranded at work and couldn’t leave because I had to do some overtime. It was a special project, and she hadn’t taken no for an answer. I ran my hand through my hair and felt the weariness of the long night I’d had. Even after I had gotten home, sleep eluded me. My dreams were filled with blood. The thought of them was exhilarating and made me slightly hungry.
“Look, I’m sorry. I met a guy. We have a date tonight. You know how long it’s been since I was out with a man. Forgive me.”
Terri perked up. “Really? What’s he like?”
I blushed and looked down at my computer screen. “Gorgeous. Tall. And mysterious.”
“How’d you meet him?”
“He saved me from a mugger the other night.” I pulled down the neck of my shirt and showed her the now fading handprint.
She drew in a breath and touched the bruise. “So he pulled you away from certain death, and now you have a date with your hero? Oh, that is so romantic. When can I meet him? When is he picking you up?”
A small giggle left my lips. “Sorry, let me get to know him first. He might have saved my life, but let me get to know him. Then I’ll bring him by the office or we can do a double date.”
“That sounds like a plan. Have fun tonight and tell me all the details.”
“Will do.”
Terri left my cubicle. Work sucked me back in, and my mind was troubled with blood and violence. I have to know why he thinks we are mated. It had to be some of the complications that Stephania had warned me about. I couldn’t figure it out. The more that I tried to, the more complicated it got. I didn’t want to get a headache over it.
It was bad enough my mind kept turning to him. To how he felt against me. How Keaton had kissed me. The way his hands had trailed along my body. How those teeth felt in my flesh. The computer screen blinked and I shook my head.
I left the thoughts behind and finished the rest of my work. When that was done, I caught the train home. My mind was turned toward Keaton and what was going to happen. The trains were running behind so by the time I got home, it was six forty-five. I jumped out of the shower and heard my roommate coming up the stairs. I was draping a towel around me as he walked into the bathroom. His mouth dropped. Sandi began to sputter, but no sound came out. He