My mouth fell open. How drunk was she?
Kenneth grinned. “I will let him know, Georgie. I doubt he’d decline your offer.”
“Oookkaayyy. No more wine for you,” Josh said, taking the glass from her and pouring her a glass of water instead. She pouted but took a few sips of water.
Karson swung his head in the direction of the door, frowning as Rodney announced loudly, “Oh good, our entertainment is here. I do hope you don’t mind me inviting a few people, Karson?”
Kenneth came in first, Eric behind him. Theclip-clopof heels and a few giggles introduced them before I caught sight. In walked eight stunning, barely clad women. One girl wore a black leather bra, little black leather skirt and black high heels. Otherswere in miniskirts and crop tops, with heels that gave them inches of extra height. It was a fucking smorgasbord of boobs and asses. Long flowing hair of a variety of colors, heavily made up with bright-red lips.
Eight vampires. Eight girls.
My insides began to simmer. My glare shot knives in Karson’s direction.
If it bothered him, he gave nothing away. “I see some things do not change with you, Rodney.”
“Why would we deny ourselves such pleasure,” Rodney declared, tapping his knee. One of the blondes dutifully perched herself on his lap. He stroked a hand down her thigh. The girl was smiling, but there was a blankness on her face, her eyes glazed as if she had taken drugs. She’d need them to let that monster touch her.
Karson crossed his legs and took a casual sip of wine. When he refused to glance at me, I shot a painful foot into his calf under the table. His jaw pulled tight, and he gave me a cool, disassociated look. The look I gave him back fried his.
“Work your magic, ladies,” Rodney crooned.
One by one, they filed to the vampires, each girl seeming to know which one was hers. Prearranged, then. The whole thing orchestrated.
Eric sank his teeth into the neck of a blonde by the door. She had her head arched up, her eyes closed, and he ran a hand through the back of her hair with the caress of a lover.
Georgie stared wide-eyed, her face pale. “I take back what I said earlier,” she murmured.
A girl touched Josh’s shoulder, but he jerked back as though she’d just bitten him. “I’ve just fed, I’m good.”
A slender, tanned, black-haired woman strode toward Karson. She had legs that went on forever, a sixpack, toned arms, and a chest that could model bras.
My hands clenched around the glass. Each girl stood to the side of the vampire they were assigned like fucking robots.
“You don’t mind, Amy, do you?” Rodney asked.
Mind, oh I minded alright. It was a test, then. To see how much I cared for Karson. Or was it a test to see if he cared for me?
“And the award for the world’s biggest asshole goes to.” Georgie lifted her glass and slurred, her unfocused eyes fluttering between Rodney and Karson. “Oh, I can’t decide, is it Rodney or Karson?”
Rodney’s fingers trailed up the blonde’s arm, flicking her hair back, his eyes falling to the beat of her pulse.
I gritted my teeth as the woman smiled at Karson and then ran a hand over the side of his neck across the top of his shoulder, leaving it resting there. My stomach was a cauldron, a brewing concoction of jealousy and venom.
Stay calm, don’t react.
I tried to control the anger that simmered, fighting to remain calm.It’s a test, just a test, I repeated over and over again.Stay calm, stay fucking calm.
“Trust me, sweetheart, when I tell you it’s best you remove your hand from my shoulder and step away,” Karson said to Legs.
Her fingers left his shoulder and instead stroked his neck.
Sweetheart fucking what?
Rodney smirked.
I lost the battle. The table began to rattle, dishes bounced, and glasses toppled over, wine streaking the table, the chandelier above swaying like the chime of a grandfather clock.
Rodney laughed. I swung my head so fast to Karson I could have been possessed. A glass jumped from the table and shattered on the floor. He sighed like it annoyed him and arched one eyebrow.
