Page 86 of The Vampire's Lament
Damn. Damn. Damn.
Tentatively, I tiptoed to the edge of the grassy patch. I glanced at the rock with Medusa’s cave thingy carved into it.
She better not be watching this.
I cleared my throat, plucking up my courage.
“Silv…” Bollocks. I couldn’t do this.
Then be a zombie all damn night!
Yikes. My inner voice had lost its patience.
Okay, in the name of rest, I tried again, speaking his name clearer this time.
No response, no sound from the mechanism.
The poor guy was sleeping. I should leave him be.
No chance. “If you can hear me,” I said meekly, “I want to ask…fuck. I mean, erm, I don’t know what I mean. Actually, I do know what I want. Can I sleep with you. Not for sex, but to help me nod off.”
Silence.
I’d fucked up. “But how dare I, huh? You’re thinking that.I’dthink that. Shit. Honestly, I’m not horny and all I want is to sleep and I’m babbling and keeping you from sleeping and pissing myself off so ignore me and I’ll go over there and stop being a total prick.” I gasped for breath, face hot with humiliation.
Yeah, I really handled that well.
The mechanism whirred, the patch sliding open to reveal warm darkness.
“You’re welcome to sleep down here.” Every word was a sonorous, sexy sound.
But no boner for me, only a tiny twinge because the dick wasn’t in business right now.
I swallowed, rubbing at the base of my throat. “Are you sure?”
By Aidan, what reality had I slipped into?
Not Aidan!
Ugh. Here we go again.
“Yes,” he responded. “Come down.”
I peered in, the fairy lights strong enough to reveal him lying there with his magnificent chest exposed, the edge of the duvet at his waist.
Uh-oh. Not such a good idea.
“I’m naked,” he said. “Let me get?—”
Whoa! “Don’t get up. I’ll leave you be.”
Bollocks. This had been a mistake.
“Don’t go,” he countered. “Please.”
I stayed put, gazing down at him. To my surprise, my dick remained soft.
“You want me to join you?” I asked.
