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Faye had the bed to herself last night, Sparrow stayed with Vashien, which suited her. Her sister restlessly tossed and turned in her sleep, kicking Faye, or laying an arm over her. She stayed in bed staring out over the twilight sky through the sheer gauzy window panels turning the events over in her mind that landed her in this situation. It was a comfortable, polished cage, but a cage no less.
“Bitch,” Sparrow’s voice carried from the hall.
“Hooker,” Faye answered. Her sister flounced into her room moments later and flopped on her bed.
“Are you still mad?” Sparrow crawled up next to Faye and sat cross-legged. “Don’t be upset. I’m doing this for you.”
“No, you’re not. You’re doing this for you, like everything else.”
“You have so much power you refuse to acknowledge. I don’t like seeing him have an upper hand on you. You don’t have to fuck him. Just use what you’ve got to make him squirm. Because right now, you’re his bitch.” Sparrow took her hand, squeezing it. “I don’t like it.”
Faye glanced at her misguided sister. Her intentions were in the right place even if her execution was completely deranged. “We’ve always been a team. When you did that, it didn’t feel like you were on my side anymore.”
“I know,” Sparrow said, pulling the blankets up and laid down beside Faye. “We can team up against his shadowy highness.” She linked arms with Faye. “Together.”
Faye smiled. They spent countless nights like this as they grew up. Plotting out what they would do when they were adults and could move out. Sparrow’s plans regularly veered while Faye imagined a quiet life. She hugged her sister’s arm to her side. “I’m not going to our meetings naked.”
“Baby steps,” Sparrow assured her. “Do you remember how I showed you to call a bartender.”
“I’m not pushing my tits in his face.”
“That’s too advanced for your ass, but we’ll get there. Do this,” Sparrow pushed the blanket down to her waist and fingered the seam of her tank. “Or option two if you don’t want to show cleavage.” She fiddled with a lock of hair in the same place.
Faye played with her hair, mimicking her sister. “What’s the goal? We aren’t buying shots from him.”
“The goal is to blue ball him.”
Faye turned toward her sister with a pinched expression. “Darkness, you’re serious. He doesn’t even like me.”
Sparrow dropped her hands turning her way. “He doesn’t need to like you, to want you.”
“You’re demented.” Faye stared up at the vaulted ceilings. Her sister’s words hurt her heart. He wanted her on some level but consistently rejected her. She always lacked something.
Sparrow jerked Faye to the side, hugging her arm. “Make him climb the walls until he asks to tend to you.”
Faye’s brow lowered. “I’m afraid to ask what that means.”
“Tending? Worshiping at your altar?”
Faye imagined Rune kneeling between her spread legs. His long white-blonde hair brushed her inner thigh with his movements. She flushed, shoving the image away. “You’ve lost your damned mind. I’m not letting a vampirewith fangsput his mouth there.”
“Dark courts train the males who serve. I bet the Shadow Prince got some top-shelf training. His tongue was good enough for the High Queen. You should totally take a ride on it.”
Now Faye’s traitorous mind imagined him with the high bitch. Possessive fury fired through her, and Faye stilled. Dismissing her imaginings and the feelings they roused, she said, “No. Hard pass. I’m not into biting.”
Sparrow wagged a finger at her. “Youthinkyou’re not into biting, and they purr.”
“Why don’t you go to a vampire brothel and stop trying to live vicariously through me.”
“Oh bitch, I was going to, but then I met Vash.” Sparrow stared up at nothing in particular. “Think it’ll spook him if I want to go with him to a brothel?”
“Like all together?” Faye asked. At Sparrow’s nod, she glanced up, mulling over the idea. “I think its midrange on the Sparrow meter. I’m surprised you didn’t drag him to the brothel like you did to me.”
“I like him. I don’t want to make him feel…”
“Inadequate?” Faye volunteered.
“Yes. I don’t want him to feel like I don’t love him. But I also want to try every flavor of cake in the bakery. You can’t know you like lemon cake until you try it.”
