times trying to clear her vision. Her stomach cramped and she was almost overwhelmed with the need to feed.
Paige jumped when she noticed the man leaning against the wall. It was the vampire she had met in the hall earlier. He stood staring at her with his arms over his chest.
“So you’re awake now? Are you going to stay that way?” he asked, pushing away from the wall.
Paige looked around and saw they were the only two in the room. As he walked closer, she tried to make myself smaller.
“Still afraid I’m gonna munch on you, huh?”
She didn’t answer, just continued to watch him.
He shook his head and pulled out a cell phone. He punched some numbers and then said. “She’s awake.”
She didn’t know who he had called but knew she had to get out, now! Paige looked towards the door. She was very hungry.
“You’d never make it,” he told her as if he could read her mind.
Paige thought of her options. She was still weak. Usually she only fed once a week, but for whatever reason, she was drained almost completely.
She could make a run for it, but he was right—she’d never make it. That left only one option…
“What’s your name again,” she asked Sam sweetly. She already knew it but it was a good opening line.
His eyes widened in surprise, but he answered, “Sam.”
“Oh yes, Sam. Who did you just call?” she asked, unsure how much time she had.
“Grant,” he answered immediately and took a step towards her.
“Where is Grant?” she asked, making sure he kept looking into her eyes. This was how she brought her prey to her. Made them focus on her. Sam was a powerful vampire and if she could get some of his blood, she might be able to make her escape.
His eyes were dilated and she watched him lick his lips. “He went to feed. He’ll be back.”
That meant she didn’t have much time. “Come here, Sam. Please? ” she dragged out the last word.
It worked like a charm. Sam knelt in front of her on the floor. With as tall as he was, it put him in the perfect position.
“I’m hungry, Sam.”
He nodded happily.
She felt just a twinge of guilt. She quickly shook it off. She wasn’t there by choice, and she had to feed. She could give the person pleasure when she drank from them. She never had sex with anyone when she fed, but left him or her with the feeling they had. Well…never before Grant that morning.
Grant… Another twinge of guilt.
Sam moaned and it echoed through the room. She scooted closer to him and one large arm went around her back. She sucked in her breath. He was a big guy. Strong. Maybe this hadn’t been a good idea.
“Bite me,” Sam told her, tightening his arm.
Well, she’d started this. She could feel her teeth lengthen with need.
Paige repositioned her hands to bend his neck to the side and he moaned again. She didn’t hear the door open.
“What in the Hell is going on in here?” A loud angry voice interrupted.
Sam didn’t even move. She looked over his shoulder and growled at Grant. It was the best she could do with her teeth still sticking out.
“Paige. Let go of Sam.”
She looked from Sam to Grant, and then shook her head vigorously. She was really hungry and Sam was willing.
“Paige. I know you’re hungry, honey. That’s why I left you to feed. So I could come back to take care of you,” he told her.
That sounded nice. And she’d already fed from Grant and he had tasted good but Sam was right there…
“Come to me and I’ll feed you,” Grant started forwards as he spoke.
She could hear him but the words weren’t making sense. She could almost feel the pounding of Sam’s heart pumping his blood.
“Paige. Let him go, honey.”
She was pretty sure she whimpered. Then Sam leaned into her.
“Sam,” Grant clipped out.
Sam blinked but didn’t release her.
“Paige, let him go.”
This time Paige knew she whimpered when he got on the bed behind her, placing his hands on her hips, pulling her away from Sam.
“Paige,