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Latin Lover Grace has been working to pay off debts her
exboyfriend created in her name. Both legal and illegal ones. She is
almost out of the hole and can get her life moving forward again. The
last thing she needs is a bossy vampire interfering in her life. Even
if he is sexier than sin.
"Busy night tonight." Cody sauntered over and put an icy concoction in front of her on the bar. "I'm still on the clock." She was not a fan of alcohol herself, despite where she worked. "It's finally calmed down. No one else is gonna be coming in. You're pretty much done for the night." Grace smiled. "Yeah, right." At Cody's laugh, her exhausted body perked up, getting a little bit more energy. "Well, either way, take a break. I just found this recipe and wanted to give it a shot." She eyed the drink carefully, "What is it?" "Just give it a try. I'm sure you'll like it." Warily, she took a sip and was pleasantly surprised by the taste. "Fruity. Is that orange or pineapple juice I taste?" Typical Cody, he didn't answer, just winked and walked away to help someone at the other end of the bar. Sighing, Grace took another sip of the drink and cast her eyes over the bar one more time. She had about an hour left on her shift, but Cody was right. It was getting late, even for Del Fantasma, and not many people were coming in. Most of the crew were regulars, and would be heading out within the next thirty minutes or so. Hell, she could set her watch by some of them. Finished with her drink, she set it closer to Cody's side of the bar and hopped off the barstool. The drink must have been more powerful than she had thought, because she lost her balance and fell back into a hard, warm chest. The thumping of a heart beat against her hand. Her pulse instantly responded, matching its speed to that of the man that held her tight in his arms. The scent of forest and ocean waves assailed her senses and her mind spun as she heard a sigh in her head. "Cuidado, querida. You don't want to fall into the arms of too many strangers. You never know who, or what, you may bump into here." The smooth bass of the voice sent moisture to her core and dragged her eyes up to his face. Sharp features met her gaze. Smooth, taut lips quirked and led her eyes up to a long roman nose, then to eyes which were a deep brown that she felt herself get sucked into, causing her to go breathless. His Latino accent sent her pulse fluttering immediately. A hotter man she couldn't remember ever seeing. His biceps were strong and hard where she held them, and her hands tightened against them of their own accord. The rest of her body responded to his nearness unexpectedly, melting into him too eagerly as she pictured the two of them in bed together, rolling around the sheets in ecstasy. His mouth widened into a full-blown smile as if he knew where her thoughts had gone. Her pussy clenched at the sensuality inherent in that one look. Dammit, woman, get your hormones in check. You don't need another man in your life. Least of all one so attractive all you want to do is fuck his brains out. She hissed. Oh, gods, she'd just been sucked under by a vamp, and if she didn't miss her guess, an old vamp. She swallowed hard. "Sorry. I must have slipped off the chair. I'm not usually this clumsy." "It was my pleasure, querida. After all, how often does a man have a woman fall into his arms as easily as you have mine?" Oh, yeah, she had definitely fallen into his arms, and would willingly fall into his bed. Gods, she'd been alone too long if the first vamp she met other than Cody could mesmerize her so strongly. She would need to be taking out her battery operated rabbit tonight when she got home. Realizing she was still in his arms, she pulled herself out reluctantly and smiled at him, unsure of what to say. A yell from the other side of the room saved her, as the witches called her over to give their final order before closing. So much for Cody saying she was done for the night. Relieved, and a bit disappointed, she quickly walked away, feeling his eyes burn into her back the entire way across the room. |
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