a virgin. A strange situation for a Sinistari to be in when she should be indulging in lust. Want another one?”
The sparkle still hummed in her belly. “Kiss?”
He smirked. “No, a crepe.”
“Neither.” Pyx jumped to stand and, arms arched out and ready to strike, she instead looked about. Not sure what to do. How to react. Joe lay against her boot. Bending for it would put her in a position not conducive to defense.
The angel had served her a move she hadn’t expected. And she was still processing the delicious taste of him, and the startling sensation of his mouth upon hers. It was a hell of a lot better than the crepe, and she had loved the crepe.
And the smile on his face bothered her. He felt he’d gained advantage in this round. Had he?
“I gotta go.” She swept up Joe.
“Giving up before you’ve cleaned your plate?” he called as she headed down the hallway.
“Not on your life. I want to make sure the vampires aren’t hanging around outside.”
“They’re not after me.”
“They’re not after me!” she shouted.
“If that’s what you want to believe. It’s day. Vampires don’t do sunlight, do they?”
Pyx didn’t turn to look at him. She knew he brandished a triumphant smirk like some kind of scalp claimed in battle. “Read your Stoker. Most vampires can go out during the day. I’ll be back.”
“I do hope you will be.”
She stalked to the front door and strode through, leaving it open behind her.
All right, one point for the Fallen. That meant she had to regroup and figure things out. Like how to play against someone who doesn’t know the rules.
And what, exactly, would her defensive move be should he lay another of those delicious kisses on her?
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