Recap: Part Eleven.
All are forgiven but when Trinity and Keèrie hook up nothing is forgotten. Will Archer find out about his girls mysterious affair or will he be kept in the dark? Who will Trinity choose now? Archer, the love of her life? Or Keèrie the man who loves her truly?
Dum-Dum-Dummm...
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This darkness was comforting. No freaking vampires trying to compete for your heart. No sluts to take anything away from you. No prophecy you have to fulfil. Just total and utter numbness. It's almost like bliss.
Until someone wakes you up.
"What happened!?!"
"Is she okay!?!"
The only two vampires in the whole world I really didn't want to talk to and they were in the same room at the same time. How lucky am I?
"Get out now, before I have to get up and kick them out." I groaned and sat up from my bed, Taylor or Jenna had obviously brought me up here during my little nap.
"What the hell, Trin!?! I almost had a heart attack!?! And you know how hard it is to give me one of them!?!" Archer's face filled my view.
"Okay firstly, back off a little. Secondly, I really want to be alone. And thirdly, keep your bloody voice down!" Ironic really that I had to shout the last part. Keèrie was leaning calmly against the doorframe. His eyes caught mine and the heat I saw in them made heat flare in my cheeks and I looked away quickly.
"Fine. Be like that." Archer turned around and stormed out of the room. I looked to Jenna and she nodded, she followed him out with Taylor quick on her heels.
"Shit!?! I didn't mean for both of you to go follow him!?!" I growled under my breath. Now I stuck with Kingy in a bed on my own. Why cant I just die quietly in my sleep. Or something peaceful like that.
"We need to talk." Heat flashed again in Keèrie's gaze and I shivered. Shit, I wasn't meant to do that.
"No we don't." In a flash of movement he was lay above me, barely touching me. I stopped. Breathing, moving. Thinking.
"Yes we do." His breath caressed my neck and I shivered again. He smirked and his lips brushed mine.
"No. I don't think we do." My voice came out breathy and strained, but I don't think he noticed. Much.
Note the sarcasm.
"Oh I think we do." I could feel the smirk on his lips as they kissed up and down my neck. His body lowered softly and gently onto mine.
His blue eyes smouldered and my insides turned to liquid. My gaze swept from his eyes to his lips and lingered there.
I pushed my lips to his and the electricity pulsed through them. He paused in shock but his lips quickly moulded to mine, letting me control them.
"I still think we don't need to talk." I said into his mouth, he chuckled and pulled on my lips again. His tongue pushed on my lips again and this time I let him in, our tongues danced and he swept his throughout my entire mouth.
I moaned low in my throat and felt him chuckle darkly in his chest.
A click of a door and a small gasp and Keèrie was across the room in a flash. I think I'd pushed him a little too hard cause his back hit the wall and he groaned.
"Shit, what was that for?" Keèrie groaned again and got to his feet.
Jenna stood in the doorway, her gaze flitting from me to Keèrie. A small but audible "Oh!" Left Keèrie's mouth.
