It began to fade as he leaned into Frankie’s touch. “I’ve spent my whole life not being able to make
my own choices. Let me have this. Let me... let me choose you.”
Frankie shivered all over, his eyes bright as they gazed longingly into Snod’s. “A month. Let the blood
get out of your system. Make me believe you want me of your own free will. Then we can move
forward. Together.”
Snod didn’t want to give this up, not while he still had time to enjoy it without consequence. One
month to seduce this vampire and learn the name of his Maker?
Done.
“One month,” Snod agreed, hugging Frankie close. “Kiss for luck?”
“Hmmph,” Frankie snorted, placing a chaste kiss upon Snod’s lips. “You’re gonna need it.”
“I bet you won’t make it a week,” Snod argued defiantly, pleased when he felt Frankie’s feverish lust
burning between them in the bond.
“You won’t make it one day,” Frankie shot back, smiling slyly.
“Mmmm, guess we’ll just have to see.”
“Guess so.”
Chapter Six
“No blood?”
“No blood.”
“Totally fair.”
“This is the last time, Obe.”
“Absolutely.”
They had made it two hours before falling back into bed together again.
It had started innocently enough, Frankie suggesting that Snod take a shower before they went out to
run some errands. Snod didn’t have any clean clothes to change into, leaving the bathroom in nothing
but a towel to look for Frankie.
The towel was wrapped loosely around his hips, his skin still damp and glistening, and Snod was
surprised by the spike of hot desire that came over him when he found Frankie.
“What’s wrong?”
“Do you have any idea what you look like?” Frankie sighed, his cool hands gliding down Snod’s firm
body. His fingertips reached the edge of the towel as he gazed adoringly down at him. “How beautiful
