Feb. 24, 2013

"Dueling Moons" Sneak Peek

I opened my mouth to speak, but I was in shock so no sound came out.

 

Mike hugged me. “It’s all right. It’s gonna be all right.”

 

That was easy for him to say, he wasn’t the one with a vampire stalker. Of course, I couldn’t go back to sleep after Samuel entered my dream like that, but Mike did. After a long-winded and angry rant about how evil Samuel was, Mike turned over onto his side and fell asleep.

 

When he was snoring, I crept over him so I could go to the bathroom. I told myself that I wasn’t going to look at the bite marks, but as I brushed my teeth, I couldn’t help it. They were fading already, but still rather bloody and swollen. I closed my eyes, imagining that I leaned back against his chest. He pulled my hair to one side, kissing the bite marks gently. Then he turned me around, lifting me onto the sink. I imagined him kissing me on the lips, moving his hands up and down my sides, while his brown hair fell into his brown eyes. The thought of how different he felt from Mike or Samuel passed through my mind as he kissed my neck again.

 

I knocked over the soap dispenser and it brought me back to reality. Why in the hell was I thinking about Stag that way?

 

After all, I had bigger problems to take care of, and I didn’t need to add another “man” into the mix. Especially, one as chauvinistic, pig headed, idiotic, funny, smart, confident, slightly sexy and a pain in the ass as Stag was.

 

By: Laura Del (a.k.a. The Fiction Writer)