I let myself back into my hotel room. I had walked up and
down the streets for two hours, and I missed the showing of the movie. I
wanted to clear the image of that mysterious blond man from my mind. He
disturbed
me in ways that I couldn't and didn't want to understand. Not that the guy
wasn't the most gorgeous SOB I had seen in a long time. I couldn't keep a
grin off of my face. If it were any other time...
I took my shoes off and padded into the bedroom. I went straight to my
closet to get some casual clothes to put on. Tonight I had left so quickly
that
I didn't take the time to change clothes. I pulled out a pair of shorts and
a T-shirt and went into the bathroom to change.
I came out of the bathroom a few minutes later feeling completely refreshed.
The bedside clock said that it was only 10pm. I wondered if John had
brought up my dinner like I'd asked him. As if on cue, my stomach growled at
me.
As I glanced out the door to my balcony, I noticed that my dinner was
sitting there waiting for me. I was thrilled that John would do something so
sweet. I walked out onto the balcony and breathed in the fresh air. John
must
have realized that I would love eating out here tonight. I sat down and began
to hungrily consume my food.
After a few minutes, I felt a prickling sensation on the back of my neck.
Someone was here! I thought frantically. I was about to fly back into my room
to call for help when a soft voice said, “Jamie.”
The voice came from the shadowed part of the wide balcony. “Who's there?”
I whispered.
He stepped out of the shadows. He said softly with a slight French accent,
“You had better be more careful when choosing your friends.”
“You!” I shouted, and then whispered loudly, “Who are you, and what the
hell are you doing here?”
“Tsk, tsk...such language coming from such an attractive woman,” he said,
with a slight smile.
“Don't avoid the issue, you bastard. You come into my hotel room and dare
to criticize my language? Who the hell do you think you are?” I ended with a
shout. I was royally pissed off by now.
He laughed softly with delight. “No wonder he loved you...you're so, how do
they say, refreshing,” he said, almost to himself.
This situation was becoming more and more bizarre. “What do you mean by
that?” I asked, confused, “and you still didn't answer my question, you know.”
I folded my arms across my chest as I said this.
His face grew more serious, although his eyes (those eyes!!!!) were still
full of humor. “I came to warn you, my dear, that you should have heeded the
words of the old man,” he whispered softly.
“What did you say?” I asked, confusedly. “How did you know about that?” I
was really becoming more and more confused. Before I knew it he had me by
the shoulders.
“Remember my warning,” he said, and then his mouth was on mine. His kiss
was nothing like I had ever experienced. It was full of passion and violence.
He forced my lips open, and his tongue entered my mouth. I can definitely
say that he ravished me with just a kiss. Suddenly I realized something, I
don't know exactly what, but I knew that I could not let him control the
situation. I knew that almost instinctively.
I tore my mouth from his, and gasped, “I can't do this.” But my own
passion had been stirred, and I found his mouth again. I was in control now,
at
least for the moment. Without ever breaking contact, I shoved him back into
the wall and had my way with him. I ran my hands up his muscular chest, down
his arms, and finally, they rested on his backside.
He groaned into my mouth when I did this. My fingers kneaded the firm
globes of his flesh, and I could feel him rock-hard against my stomach.
“Enough,” he growled, and tore his mouth from mine. I was still lost in a
passionate swoon when I felt his lips on my neck. He kissed my neck several
times, while running his tongue up and down it. I think I felt a slight
pain, and then I felt nothing at all. Lestat groaned as the woman's blood
poured into him. She had awakened his passion like no other woman, even
Akasha,
had ever had. He couldn't kill her, so he had to stop drinking. But the
blood was so rich, richer than any other mortal's blood he had ever had. He
lifted his head from her neck, and simply held her in his arms.
She sagged against him, lost in a swoon or dream. Since he couldn't read
her thoughts, he couldn't tell. He picked her up and carried her to her bed.
He gently layed her down, and covered her up with a blanket. She curled up
on her side, and snuggled into her pillow.
Lestat pondered this. She looked so childlike right now, yet, not five
minutes before, she had been like a raging lioness. Where she had found the
strength to shove him into the wall, he didn't know. He just knew that he had
come very close to losing all control. He wanted her badly, both in the
mortal
and vampiric way. He kissed her on her forehead and said, “Sweet dreams, ma
chere. We'll be seeing each other again soon. I promise you that.”
Lestat remembered that he needed to make the wounds go away, and so he
brushed Jamie's hair away from her neck. To his utter shock, the wounds were
already closing. The bruising was virtually gone. Astounding, he thought.
What
was this woman? He couldn't fathom it. He was tempted to drink from her
again, just to see if her wounds healed again. But that would have been too
tacky, he thought, wryly. Mentally, he turned off the lights in the room.
He
walked out onto the balcony, and closed the doors behind him. He locked the
doors, and then took to the air. He landed at the flat a few minutes
later. He could sense Armand was still there...conversing with Louis in the
parlor. He thought out, I'm back.
Well? Armand sent back to him, impatiently.
Wait...I'm on my way in , he thought back.
Lestat walked into the parlor, and saw two pairs of eyes—one green and the
other brown—staring at him. “Well?” Armand asked, “what happened?”
“More than you could imagine,” Lestat responded, before taking his seat.
“Go on,” Louis prodded.
Lestat thought for a second. “Well, she is no threat to us. She doesn't
even believe in us,” he said, breaking off....
Armand picked up some of the images from Lestat's mind. He saw them
watching each other in the dining room, saw them talking on a balcony, saw
them
kissing, and saw them...”Lestat!” he exclaimed, “you drank from her!”
Lestat glared at Armand. “Stay out of my mind, you miserable, little
weasel. If I had wanted to tell you that, I would have.”
“Lestat!” Louis chided.
Lestat looked at Armand, who seemed hurt by these words. “I apologize,
Armand, it's just that she affected me much more than I thought she would. I
can understand why Daniel loved her so much.”
Armand seemed relieved by the apology. “Yes, he did love her very much. It
almost destroyed him when he made them believe he was dead.”
Louis said, “If she stays in town too long, the odds are greater that she
and Daniel will run into each other. Now, if we can keep Daniel in Miami, the
odds would shift in our favor.”
Lestat looked towards the parlor entrance. “Too late,” he said. Armand
and Louis both looked towards the door, too. There stood Daniel...his violet
eyes flashing.
Louis rose to his feet, and went to Daniel. “Daniel, welcome,” he said,
kissing Daniel on the cheek. “Have a seat please,” directing him to a nearby
chair.
Daniel looked at Armand, then Louis, then Lestat, and then back to Armand,
who shifted uncomfortably. “Ok. What the hell is going on here? I've been
sensing that something is bothering all of you, something that you aren't
telling me. And we're not leaving this room, until you tell me what it is.”
Armand, Lestat, and Louis all looked at each other. They all nodded their
heads in agreement...Daniel had to know. And know was just as good a time as
any. Shall I? Lestat asked Armand.
Armand gave his head a slight shake. No, beloved friend. Daniel is my
fledging, which makes him my responsibility, he thought back to Lestat. He
seemed to accept this, and then he leaned back into his chair.
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