“Speed. Not as fast as a vampire but.” He shrugged. “The bite.”
Oh, gods, I wanted to barf. “That’s not what I wanted to hear.”
“That you’re fast?” he asked.
“That anything about me has been changed because of what that bastard did to me.”
“A bite from a vamp that old? You expected nothing?”
I rubbed at my forehead. “I just…. Yes. I expected either all-out bat-transformation or nothing.”
He sniffed, and I knew he was scenting me, probably smelling how much vampire was flowing in my veins.
I scowled. “Don’t do that.”
He raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t smell-search me.”
“I’m not searching. I’m being politely aware.”
“Is there anything else?” Myra asked. “Anything else in her you can sense?”
Jame shook his head real slowly as if he were balancing a headache on his spine. Which he probably was. I wondered when he’d last eaten, knew he should be in bed resting, sleeping instead of hanging around the emergency room while my sister was looked after by doctors who would prefer Jame checked in beside her.
“Otherwise, she’s the same,” he said. “Now.”
“Now?” we chorused.
He winced even though I was pretty sure we hadn’t shrieked. Or I hadn’t shrieked. Okay, maybe I shrieked a little, but at least Myra was calm.
“The longer that tie remains, the deeper it will become. Even you two know that.”
I did know that.
I didn’t like it, but I knew it.
“This day is almost over, right? Because I’m so over it.”
Myra’s hand pressed against my back and we were in motion, Jame waiting a few beats before he fell into place and followed us much more slowly.
Jules opened a door and motioned us into the little room. “She’s doing fine,” she said as we walked past her.
“I’m doing fine,” Jean said, her words melting into each other. “Gave me pain meds. No consuss…condush…concussion. Hey, Myra. You look angry.”
“I always look angry, Jee-Jee. I have resting pissed face.” Myra walked over to her and brushed Jean’s hair back so she could place a kiss on her forehead. “You are not allowed to scare me like that.”
“Scare you? I was the one who got road-raged.”
“Good jump, by the way,” I said, coming up on her other side and sliding my hand into hers.
She sighed and her eyes closed. “It was scary as fuck.”
“I know.”
“I didn’t even see it coming.”
“I know.”
