No Holding Back

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Keith Leo... I gasped and apparently it was loud enough for Jerry's vampire hearing to pick up and bring him out of his conversation with Cleo. He looked over at me, briefly but long enough for me to feel even more uncomfortable.

"He's been on flyers all over town. I'll be damned, someone actually took the kid and made him one of the rarest and most powerful vampires today." He chuckled darkly. "The kid's blood must've been either really good or the vamp that turned him had a hidden agenda."

I shivered and brought my gaze down to my hands. I really didn't like sitting here around a multitude of vampires who'd kill me in a heartbeat if I so much as looked at them funny. Nevermind a hybrid, someone even full vampires had no chance against. Of course my blood's potency was never of any help and I was sure if it wasn't for the heavy alcoholish substance and the drugs coursing through their veins giving them enough of a distraction, I would've been their next meal ticket.

I didn't understand how they could be so calm around Keith though, he was impossibly strong, undeniably beautiful and indisputably lethal. Yet the throngs of vampires continued their dancing and partying as if Keith were merely a fly on the wall. Maybe he was of no threat to them? Or maybe there were enough humans in here that would serve as buffers in case Keith got feisty? I swallowed, willing my brain to stop thinking.

Jerry sensing my unease, ushered for me to get up and bring our table more drinks. I tried to glare at him but just then Cleo flashed a grin at me with her perfect teeth and sparkling red eyes, leaving me temporarily dazzled and heading for the bar before I could blink.

As I was trying to remember left from right, my own name and what to order I noticed the bartender studying me carefully. I glowered at him sensing he was about to strike up a conversation and trying to stop it in its tracks because of where it would inevitably lead,

He smiled in return, unwavered by my sour attitude. "So... you came in with Jerry?" I nodded curtly. "Nice... so you like his pet or something?" His black eyes, a stark contrast from his pallid skin, flashed maliciously. I could feel my palms clenching into fists by my sides and my teeth grit together at the boldness of his question. I thought back to how very much like a pet, no a plaything, I acted to Jerry in the bathroom and felt the tears try to bubble to the surface.

"Please may I just have the three death becomes you martinis?" I said through a jaw so clenched my teeth protested with the effort it took to talk.

He flashed me a shit eating grin before looking around briefly and slipping me a card. "Whenever you need something or you're just bored of Jerry give me a call, I'll show you a good time." He winked and I felt my stomach churn. With judgment so poor I could only blame on the alcohol and the anger sparking through my body, I reared my fist back in an attempt to punch the daylights out of the disgusting creature.

Before my fist could even break contact, a smooth like marble hand closed itself over mine and stopped me. Tears spilled angrily down my cheeks and I spun around dangerously to see who dared to interrupt my redemption.

The hand that was as warm as a furnace released me as the owner took a step back to show that he meant me no harm and all too quickly I wished I hadn't looked. Keith Leo smiled down at me, with his unblunted fangs and golden obsidian eyes that held nothing but amusement.

"I was just going to say that unless you want a broken wrist, that wouldn't be a good idea. Plus," he smirked sparing a glance at the scummy bartender "I think Beelz would enjoy it."

I nodded in response unable to do anything besides be utterly speechless. He sat down in the seat beside me, the movement so graceful that it would take a thousand lifetimes for me to even dare come close to that kind of perfection. I watched him as "Beelz" took his order, not caring how odd I looked because he truly was mesmerizing. It was like watching a lion do the ordinary things other animals did, but somehow it was more interesting just because it was such a powerful and majestic beast.

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