[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

ardeur, Nathaniel had collapsed at work and been off the feeding schedule for a few days. Micah hadn't
been in the house, and the ardeur had risen early.Hours early. It had been interference from Belle Morte,
the originator of Jean-Claude's bloodline, and the first, to my knowledge, possessor of the ardeur. It only
ran through her line of vamps, nowhere else. The fact that I carried it had raised very interesting
metaphysical questions. Belle had wanted to understand what I was, and she had also thought it would
raise some hell. Belle was a good business-y vampire, but when she could take care of businessand
make trouble, all the better. So it hadn't been my fault, but my choices had been limited to taking
Nathaniel and possibly killing him, or letting Jason take one for the team. He'd been happy to do it.Very
happy. And strangely our friendship had survived it, but every once in a while I couldn't pretend it hadn't
happened, and that made me uncomfortable.
"I love the fact that I can make you blush now," he said.
"I don't."
He laughed, but there was something in his eyes that was more serious than laughter. "I need to tell you
something, in private, before you go running off, though."
I didn't like how suddenly serious he was. I'd learned in the last few months that Jason used his teasing
and laughter as a shield to hide a rather insightful intelligence that was sometimes so preceptive it was
painful. I didn't like his request for privacy either. What couldn't he say in front of Micah and Nathaniel?
And why?
Out loud I said, "Okay." I started off to the far side of the parking lot away from the Jeep.
When the shade of the trees that edged the church parking lot lay cool above us, I stopped and turned
to Jason. "What's up?"
"The thing on the dance floor was sort of my fault."
Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
"In what way, your fault?"
He actually looked embarrassed, which you didn't see much from Jason. "He wanted to know how I got
to have sex with you, real sex,the very first time I helped feed the ardeur."
"Technically, it was the second," I said.
He frowned at me. "Yeah, but that was when the ardeur was brand new and we didn't have intercourse,
and there were three other men in the bed."
I turned away so the dark would help hide the blush, though truthfully he could probably smell it hot on
my skin. "Sorry I brought it up. You were saying?"
"He's been in your bed for what, five months?"
"Somethinglike that," I said.
"And he's not had intercourse yet. Hell, he's not had orgasm, not real orgasm with like release and
everything."
I couldn't blush harder or my head would explode. "I'm listening."
"Anita, you can't keep pretending that Nathaniel isn't real."
"That's not fair."
"Maybe not, but I had no idea that you weren't at least doing him orally or by hand, or watching him do
himself.Something, anything."
I just shook my head and looked at the ground. I couldn't think of anything good to say. If I hadn't just
had my metaphysical peek inside Nathaniel's head, I would probably have gotten angry, or rude. But I'd
seen too far into Nathaniel's pain, and I couldn't pretend anymore.Couldn't ignore it.
"I thought that by not doing the final stuff that it would make it easier for him when the ardeur gets under
control and I don't need apomme de sang anymore."
"Is that still your idea, to just dump him when you have enough control that you don't need to feed?"
"What am I supposed to do with him? Keep him like a pet, or a really big child?"
"He's not a child, and he's not a pet," Jason said, and the first hint of anger was in his voice.
"I know that, and that's the problem, Jason. If the ardeur hadn't come up I'd have been Nathaniel's
Nimir-Ra, and his friend, and that would have been it. Now, suddenly he's in this category that I don't
even have a name for."
"He's yourpomme de sang like I'm Jean-Claude's."
"You and Jean-Claude aren't fucking, and nobody gets upset about that."
"No, because he lets me date.I have lovers if I want them."
Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
"I've been encouraging Nathaniel to date. I want him to have girlfriends."
"And your not-so-subtly encouraging him to look at other women made him turn to me for advice."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"He doesn't want to date other people. He wants to be with you, and Micah, and the vampires. He
doesn't want another woman in his life."
"I am not the woman in his life."
"Yes, you are, you just don't want to be."
I leaned against one of the narrow tree trunks. "Oh, Jason, what am I going to do?" [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

  • zanotowane.pl
  • doc.pisz.pl
  • pdf.pisz.pl
  • supermarket.pev.pl

    •