𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌
❝like a moth to a flame, she always returns to me❞
Dakota Elkins is no stranger to the supernatural with her being a telepath and vampires out of the coffin, but when one winds his way into her cousins...
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LAFAYETTE KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH DAKOTA THE MOMENT SHE STEPPED FOOT INTO MERLOTTE'S BAR AND GRILL FOR THER MORNING SHIFT. The woman sported a dark look on her face as she barged into Sam's office to get her apron from within her locker.
Sam, who had come back from his trip, didn't dare say a word when he saw her enter and cautiously glanced her way before she stormed back out and into the bar.
"Good morning, sunshine." grinned Lafayette, resting his elbows on the bar top when she came to stand beside him. The blonde shot him a glare and he raised his hands, grin creeping onto his face when he helped her tie the apron behind her back. "What's got your panties in a twist."
"I despise all vampires." she muttered, eyes roaming the almost empty bar. It was only nine in the morning and most breakfast guests had already gone to work. "And I hate Eric Northman even more."
"What happened?" asked Lafayette, not used to see her like this. Dakota was rarely angry, and if she was it wasn't for long.
"He's a dick." she shrugged, mimicking his stance and resting her elbows on the bar. "Can we please talk about something else?"
Lafayette would gladly drop the subject, not a fan of the viking himself. He dealt V, and for some strange reason, Eric had found out a month prior and had been on his ass ever since. He was forced to move the product at half price and as quick as possible, but Lafayette hadn't been as successful as they wanted and he got threatened every few days. He knew Dakota had no clue, and he would like to keep it that way.
"Sure thing, Koko." he agreed, patting her back and pressing a kiss to the back of her head before the two of them began to unbox bottles of alcohol to stock up the bar with for the coming week.
Sam had excited his office and walked through the bar, smiling at an older gentleman at one of the booths before he stepped behind the bar to join his employees. "Good morning, Kota."
"Morning, Sam." she smiled, feeling ridiculous to have let her emotions get the better of her and she tried to sound sincere as she asked, "How was your trip?"
"It was good." he said, placing his hands within his pocket after he had put four bottles of Jack on the shelves behind him. "Found my birth parents, who I didn't know I had. I have a brother, too."
"Sam, that's wonderful." she mused, though when his smile didn't reach his eyes she asked, "I am guessing you're not too excited about it?"
