The Vampire's Second Chance novel Chapter 13

Christine

My hand glid up the rail, trying to force myself up the stairs and into my room. For a reason unknown to me, my body wanted to walk out the door and find that handsome vampire. Which could not happen. Today had been too much and way embarrassing.

Not only did I let someone sneak up on me while I let my walls down, but on top of it all, it was some handsome vampire with danger written all over him. He had fangs, ashen skin, nails that could lengthen into claws, and worst of all, I was damn attracted to him.

Holy hell.

He was completely different from Suron. I didn't find that goofball as a threat. Suron had this child-like innocence to him, which could be a ploy to get close to me, be the best of buddies to keep me away from mom. The way children seemed so keen on the vampire made me doubt that. Maybe he did want to be friends.

Sebastian, though, was something else. There had to be an ulterior motive. No one that good-looking ever talks to me. The ruffled dark hair, the slim pants that outlined his muscles. That damn white dress shirt with his first few buttons unbuttoned showed off his white skin. He didn't look like he was prepared to meet anyone out on his walk, but there he was, talking to a red-faced, crying human.

Ugh, embarrassing. Can't even make a good first impression. Then again, did I want to make a good impression?

Humans had to give willingly if a vampire wanted to eat. They had those bags full of blood, but Justin mentioned how much better blood tasted straight from the source. Maybe he wanted to drink from me? The feeling was supposed to feel euphoric as they used their venom. A different kind of high that could send you into erotic bliss.

He must sensed my vulnerability, and that was why he approached. Trying to get a lick of the goods. He couldn't be interested in me, and that would not happen anyway. Why am I even entertaining the idea?

Because you think he is hella hot, and your insides are twisting at the idea of touching him.

I could never let anyone take my blood, not ever. I mean, hello, I was bleeding out at the bite of a hangnail earlier that was a bitch to stop. It was the end of the day, close to my second dose of medication, and I knew I had to get home rather than go to the cafeteria. Not that I would have entertained the idea of going back to that place. Passing out in front of everyone was not on the agenda.

When I returned home, after sassing Mr. Hottie, I took a syringe of meds to make it work faster than the orals ones. Once the bleeding was under control, I skipped downstairs to find something to eat in the fridge. Of course, it was always fully stocked along with the large walk-in pantry. Never having to step foot in the cafeteria was going to be easy.

As I pushed around the hoards of beer bottles in the fridge, a tap on my shoulder startled me as I stood up, hitting my head on the freezer's handle.

"Owie," I rubbed my head as I stood up. The all too touchy alpha male of the house chuckled, grabbing a bag of frozen peas and placing it on my head.

"Sorry bout that," he chuckled. "Didn't realize you were so jumpy."

Funny, me either, but once you have a hot vampire make a sneak attack on my social meter, one was going to be jumpy.

Ashton held up several boxes of pizza with the other hand. My mouth watered, smelling delicious pepperoni and sausage. "Did you change your mind? Want to join us?" The pizza beckoned me, and my stomach decided to rumble, giving him the perfect cliché answer.

Ashton wasn't a bad guy. I mean, he was offering me pizza after I flat out denied hanging out with him and the others. Even if he was to be the douchiest of them all to the vampires. "Come on, we are starting the movie." Shrugging my shoulders in defeat, they turned on one of the most cliché vampire movies of them all.

The male main character, a vampire was stalking the poor girl, and I couldn't help but throw my head back and laugh. The dude was sparkling in the light like some disco ball, and the girl just gawked at him like he was some god. Vampires were everything but gods. They were something more. I don't know deeper than that. They didn't hold themselves to a god-like status. Justin showed me that. I mean, he was the one that helped us pack, fill up the gas tank with gas, and held the umbrella for us in the rain when we got caught in a rainstorm as we arrived.