Page 50 of Imprisoned with the Vampire King

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I didn't answer right away, finishing up what I was working on first.

He knocked again, louder.

"Just a second!" I yelled.

And spent two more minutes sketching before he rang the doorbell. Twice.

Swearing under my breath, I got up and answered the door.

I accidentally sucked in a breath when I opened it.

God, I'd forgotten how gorgeous he was.

Six and a half feet of pure muscle, long, thick locs, dark skin, and stunning blue eyes. And now, business attire.

It looked better on him than I'd expected.

Way better.

Slacks and a long-sleeve button-up rolled to his forearms were definitely not something I could complain about.

His eyes were narrow as he looked past me, into the house. His sharp gaze swept over the room like he was looking for something.

"Hello?" I waved.

"What were you doing?"

"Sketching out the prison."

"It took you five minutes to come to the door because you were sketching?" He sounded unconvinced.

"Yeah. What else would I be doing?"

"Are you here alone?"

I scoffed. "You think I'm hooking up with someone? Seriously?"

"We barely know each other," he pointed out.

"You can feel my emotions through the mate bond!"

"Only the strong ones."

I opened the door widely and swept my hand toward the interior of the room. "Feel free to look around and see for yourself that I'm alone. Don't break any of my pottery. I'm not going to spend the next few months saving you from another one of my spells if you accidentally curse yourself with a broken plate."

"Noted."

He stepped inside.

A glance through the front door proved me right about his vehicle of choice.

Some kind of fancy, navy blue sports car that probably cost as much as my house. Or more.

He disappeared into my bedroom.

I went back to the office I'd created on the floor of my living room, with a dozen sheets of printer paper taped together. I didn't have the money for a big roll of paper, and the printer paper had been waiting for something to do anyway.

My Sharpie and pencil marks were currently interchangeable. I needed Sharpie to draw on the tape, and pencil so I could add and erase everywhere else.