Her laugh followed me out, but she met me in the hall with a plate of pancakes before I made it to the stairs.
When she ordered me to eat them on my way out, I didn't bother arguing.
The alarmon my phone went off fifteen minutes before Merrily's usual bedtime, and I swore viciously when I saw the clock.
My head fucking hurt.
I'd been dealing with vampires all day, and I was no closer to convincing them to pick a leader than I had been twelve hours earlier. On top of that, I was on their side of the Shadow District, at least half an hour from my mate.
I'd planned on being home that night, and had even turned down the offer of a hotel room. I was still sitting in one of their fucking office buildings, in the middle of another endless meeting.
After excusing myself, I stepped out of the room and pulled up a text thread with Merrily.
Me
Hey, I'm not going to make it back home tonight
I'm sorry, this thing is a fucking mess
Merrily
No worries
I've become intimately acquainted with your bathtub, and it's great company
Anything I can do to help?
Me
Nah, it’s my problem to deal with
Merrily
Okay
Do you need to feed?
I did.
It would definitely help.
But I didn't want to slip into her dreams. I wanted her on my fingers or on my cock, coming in my arms as I drank her in.
Me
I'll be alright without it
Thanks, though
Merrily
Okay
Good luck
Me
I'll need it
