I pulled up to the underground parking and swiped my card; it took me three attempts to finally get the door open because my nerves were still shot. I parked my car and rushed up to my apartment. I had a hot shower and tried my best to push Mr. Silverthorne out of my mind. The way his eyes looked into mine, it was as if he was looking deeper. Just picturing his face caused a thrill, and that…I didn’t want. I immediately tried to push the thought of him out of my mind.
I put on a comfortable pair of satin pajamas and sat on my couch with a book. The last thing I wanted to do was go to bed. I didn’t want to have dreams about him, I figured if I read for a bit, there was a good chance I’d dream about the story.
I was reading a Dean Koontz novel, I love reading psychological thrillers. They’re not gory and they keep the reader on their toes. I was on the fifth chapter when my phone rang and I nearly jumped out of my skin.
“Hello,” I whispered.
“Hey it’s Kylie, let me in.”
I turned the TV on and put it on channel three. She was standing at the door with Mr. Silverthorne. “Why are you here…and why is he with you?” I asked.
She looked up at the camera and I could see that she was upset. “Will you just open the door and let me in,” she grumbled.
I pressed nine and hung up. I was completely freaking out, I had no idea why she brought him back with her, or why there was shame in her eyes. I watched on the TV as the two of them entered the building. My heart sank, I knew that she was upset, but why the hell did her have to come up with her?
My apartment is an end unit and very private, that’s one of the reasons why I chose it. I opened the door and stood there waiting for Kylie. “No matter what, I will not look at him,” I grumbled. I heard the elevator open, and instantly I became scared. I knew that I should be there for Kylie, but I honestly wanted to run away. Everything about him scared me. The intensity of his eyes, his touch, how he spoke and the way he moved me. It was all so very wrong and dangerous; I could easily lose myself in him and never find my way back.
Kylie appeared around the corner with his arm around her. Instantly I felt a pang of jealousy, I shook it off and waited for Kylie to look up. She flashed a half smile as she walked past me and into the apartment. Mr. Silverthorne stopped in front of me. “May I come in?” he asked.
I looked down at his feet and shook my head. “Thanks for bringing her; I’ll take it from here.”
“Augustus was nice enough to drive me here, the least we can do is offer him a drink, let him in Sage and stop being rude! Augustus you’re more then welcome…ignore Sage, she’s just shy!” Kylie practically shouted.
I rolled my eyes at him. “Would you like to come in for a drink?”
He placed his hand on my lower back and pressed me into the apartment. “A tea would be nice,” he chuckled.
I walked a little quicker then him and into the kitchen, I filled the kettle and put it on the stove before joining them in the living room. Kylie was sitting on the chair and he was on the couch. I had no choice but to join him on the couch. I sat as far away as possible and asked, “What happened?”
Kylie looked up at me and blushed. “Brian is exactly what you warned me of…he’s addicted to donating and thought that I was a vampire. He was insulted that he had spent his evening chasing a human, he called me a poser and scum bag in front of everyone.”
“Did you pretend to be one?”
“No! I never even suggest it, I knew that he wasn’t and I didn’t care. I liked him and was having a great time. It was last call and he asked me if I wanted to drink from him on the dance floor or if I would prefer going to his house. I told him that I was human and he snapped, he said that he wasted his night and his friend refused to help him again.”
