Morgaine opened her door, delighted to see Sly standing there.
“You look surprised to see me.”
“Not really, it’s just that I usually know when someone is coming to the door and somehow you snuck up on me. Come in.” She grinned.
“Yeah, I’m told I’m good at sneaking up on people. I need to find something else I’m good at, though.”
“Really? Why?”
“Merry wants me to move into one of the vacant apartments.”
“That’s great! It’s about time you joined the party.”
“Don’t tell Nathan there’s a party or he’ll move out.”
They laughed and he smiled at her, warmly. She and Sly understood each other. He seemed like one of the few who “got” her. She pictured the two of them curled up on the loveseat in front of a roaring fire.Wouldn’t it be nice to finally have that kind of soul-deep companionship?
“As nice as it sounds, that presents a problem,” Sly was saying. “How am I going to pay for it since I’m unemployed and getting a job isn’t easy—especially with my limitations?”
At that moment, the phone rang.
“I’ll get it,” Gwyneth called out from the kitchen, then ran to the desk, which was at the far end of the living room.
“Oh, I didn’t realize your cousin was here.”
Morgaine shrugged. She just came over to borrow a couple of ingredients for a spell. Well, let’s sit down so I can take a look at your gums. You sound a whole lot better today.”
“Yes, the metallic taste from the silver is fading and I can retract my fangs again.”
“I figured that since you’ve been saying your s’s.” She chuckled. “You were kind of cute yethderday, though.”
He laughed. Sitting on the sofa, he patted the spot next to him.
Morgaine joined him and touched his chilly jaw. “Open wide.” Getting used to a vampire always being cold could present a challenge, but one easily overcome with therightvampire.
“Ohhh…sugar. Y’all are makin’ me so hot.” Gwyneth had apparently taken a call on the phone sex line.
Damn! Why didn’t she just offer to call back? What’s Sly apt to think?
He raised his eyebrows and glanced in Gwyneth’s direction, but with his mouth wide open, he couldn’t say much.
I wonder how long I can keep his mouth open and how quickly I can shut hers?Morgaine turned toward her cousin and hissed, “Gwyneth. Get off the phone.”
Ignoring her, Gwyneth said, “I’m gittin’ on my knees now. Open your zipper, darlin’.”
“Oh, Christ, no.” Morgaine slumped and felt her cheeks heat.
Gwyneth put her finger in her mouth and slurped around it.
Morgaine would have been fine with a black hole opening in the floor beneath her at that moment. But there was nothing she could do. She had to finish checking Sly’s mouth, and it was too late to pretend it was a wrong number. She’d just have to explain their business to Sly. His eyes were wide and fixed on Gwyneth. She doubted much of an explanation would be necessary.
As soon as she was satisfied that his gum was healing well, she leaned away and stammered. “I…um, I’m sorry about that. We, uh…We’re—”
“Professional phone sex providers?”
“Yeah.”
Sly chuckled. Just then Gwyneth mumbled around her finger. “Is that good? You want more? Or do you want to fuck me now?”
