Page 73 of Zombies, Satyrs and Vampires, Oh My!

Hudson is a beast of a man…er, vampire.

Tall, broad, and impossibly thick with muscles and manliness, he is the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. His heavily lashed, crystal-blue eyes look at me as if I am the most precious thing in the world. Dare I hope he feels the same way about me?

He’s still clothed, but he’s laying closer. The covers on top of me prevent our chests from touching. His large and warm hand settles against the small of my back.

Instinctively, I want to pull away, pretend he hasn’t seen how much of a mess my back is. I’m healed, and that’s what matters.

Of all the things I shouldn’t think about right now, that’s the main one. If I let myself swim around in those thoughts, I’ll drown.

He shared his truth with me. He’s not hiding anymore. So neither will I.

His phone buzzes on the bed between us. It’s a message from, I’m guessing, Chester.

Hudson picks it up and reads it. But he’s so close and not hiding his screen, so I can read the whole thing.

Pain in my ass: I did research, boss man. You know on that website I told you about.

Pain in my ass: The one that has self-reports on different creatures.

Pain in my ass: Anyways, as best I can tell, all it takes is a single bite and she can be yours forever.

I gasp.

His eyes widen as he looks at me. “He’s overstepping his bounds like the nosy fucker he is. I’m not going to bite you.”

“What if I want you to?”

“We’ll discuss it. Can I kiss you first?”

I don’t answer, I just wrap my arm around the back of his neck and pull him down to me, locking our lips together. I have no idea what I’m doing because I’ve never done anything with a man before. No hand holding, no awkward first kisses, no fumbling gropes of my boobs over my shirt.

But vampires go straight to second base. At least this one does.