Sing a Song a Sixpence ~ 'Destined Lovers' Book 4

Here Comes A Chopper To Chop Off Your Head

Chapter 6 – Here Comes A Chopper To Chop Off Your Head

I looked up from my book as the door opened, smiling timidly at Ricky when he smirked at me. “You’ve no idea how long I’ve wanted to walk in and find you on my bed…or in it.”

“Well, maybe I can make that more of a reality now…” I trailed off as he came to sit beside me, blushing lightly.

Ricky frowned as he saw the book in my hands. “Histories of the Vampyre…” he gave me a quizzical look.

“I need to learn this…” I bit my lip and trailed a finger lightly down his cheek. “But, more importantly, I want to learn this.”

Ricky smiled mischievously. “I can think of more-”

“Ricky, no!” Chris appeared in the doorway. “Dude, you promised.”

“Oh, yeah…” Ricky made a face at Chris before looking back to me. “So, we’re going bowling…”

I let out a shocked laugh, then sobered; trying to keep a straight face. “Sorry… bowling vampires… okay…”

“Yes…” Ricky raised an eyebrow at me and I shoved him playfully. “Did you want to…come with us?” he winked at me. “Could be fun.”

“Um…” I trailed off as I saw Chris subtly shake his head at me, smirking. I looked back at Ricky and smiled gently. “I might stay here…if that’s alright…” I held up my book, my tone sarcastic. “Homework.”

Ricky smirked a little. “Okay, well, we’ll see you after then.” I giggled as he tapped my nose and darted out of the room.

I raised an eyebrow at Chris who shook his head and mouthed ‘thankyou’ to me before dashing off. ‘Well,’ I thought to myself. ‘It’s just me and my book…’ I yawned, my eyes drifting closed. ‘But I guess a short nap won’t hurt first…’

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{Ricky POV}

I laughed as we walked through the front door, Allie teasing Ryan about his bad bowling as I made my way upstairs. I just wanted to see Tally. I opened the door quietly and gasped at the sight before me. Tally was laying comfortably on my bed, her face sweet in sleep, her skirt ridden up to reveal black lace panties and her shirt slipping off her shoulders. I felt a familiar stirring within my tight black jeans and bit my lip, meaning to leave and let her sleep…until I heard her breathlessly moan my name.

She was dreaming about me! And the way she’d said my name…by the Gods! I had to know…

“I know you want to…but should you really invade that kind of dream? They’re kind of private…” I heard Angie’s voice behind me and spun, glaring a little at her smirk.

“You can see what she’s dreaming?” I questioned, my voice low. My eyes narrowed when she nodded. “Tell me.”

“I don’t know if she’d want me to.” Angie crossed her arms defiantly.

“Tell him, Angie.” I heard Chris say sternly as he came up the stairs, smirking. “You forget I can see your dreams anytime I touch you.”

Angie smirked slightly. “Damn my irrational running away making our telepathic link unable to turn off.”

“You like it more than you say, and that’s all the time.” Chris touched her cheek briefly and his eyes clouded with lust. “This just one time…so tell him…” his voice turned into a low growl. “Tell him so I can do what I saw in your mind just now.”