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“But you're not like them. Not a vampire.” I breathed the word like it was a secret.
“No. I'm not.”
He was being evasive. That I could understand. If the vampires could make a human live longer without the handicap of drinking blood or weakness of the sun, humans would kill for it. They would hunt them down and demand them to change them. Sure, some would pay for it or even try to seduce their way into their good graces, but even so, the masters wouldn't want that to happen.
“Will they do that to me?” I blinked, staring down at the ground. My heartbeat quickened. I wasn't sure I wanted to live forever.
Darren's laughter startled me. My eyes jumped from the ground. Darren's head fell back as he laughed a great big belly laugh. He laughed so long that it started to irritate me.
“It's not that funny,” I muttered, turning back to my sweeping.
Coughing and then clearing his throat, Darren walked over to my side, placing a hand on my shoulder. “My apologies. It will take more than a broken vase to gain eternal life.” He winked at me and then patted me on the shoulder. “Then again with your track record, you may need it to pay back what you've broken.”
I chuckled and shook my head, shoving him on the shoulder. “Jerk.”
“Alright, back to work.” He waved a hand around the still disarrayed room. “Then get some sleep. I'm sure you were tossing and turning all night.” I tried to deny it, but he gave me a knowing look. “I didn't sleep for a week after I found out what Master Durand was.” He barked a laugh. “That also might have been the fever I was recovering from though. Hard to tell.”
I snorted and rolled my eyes.
We continued to clean until the room was spotless and then we moved onto the dining room. It was just as bad in there if not worse. I grimaced as I picked up a pair of lady’s panties by the end of my broomstick.
“What was the theme of this party?” I stuck my tongue out and shuddered. “Who could lose the most clothes?”
Darren sniffed. “The masters have some over-enthusiastic guests.”
“You're telling me,” I grumbled and then I remembered Drake and then moaning woman in the hallway. “Why isn't there any blood?”
“Blood?”
“Yes.” I leaned over the table and scooped several plates and cups into the trash bags. “You know, vampires drink blood.” When he only stared at me, I reached up to my face and put my fingers in my mouth like I had two long fangs. “With fangs?”
“I know what you mean, you daft girl.”
I went back to filling the bag with trash. “Then where's the blood? I've found trash, panties, and all manner of other things, worse than a fucking frat house if you ask me, but no blood. Why is that?”
“We're neat eaters,” Wynn answered, causing Darren and I to freeze. He moved around the table, his eyes locked onto me. Those piercing blue eyes were more dangerous and tempting than they had been over eight hours ago. When he stopped on the other side of the chair from me, my fingers curled tightly around the trash bag. “Are you afraid of me now, Piper?”
I licked my lips, my eyes darting down and then back up to his face. “I... I don't know. Are you going to bite me?”
Wynn's lips curled back, far enough that his canines protruded over his mouth. “Not unless you're offering, love. Are you?”
I shook my head profusely. “No.”
“Then no.” He closed his mouth and cocked his head to the side. “I won't bite you, and neither will any of my brothers.”
I opened my mouth to argue that Drake had seemed more than happy to take me whether or not he had my permission, but as if he were reading my mind, Wynn added, “No matter how much they tease and torment you about it.”
Chancing a look at Darren, who was just barely holding back his laughter, I muttered, “Good to know I amuse you all so much. Fucking bastards.”
“Now, is that any way to talk about your master?” Wynn slipped around the chair and leaned against the table's edge, caging me in.
“Pfft. Master. You're no more my master than you are as charming as you think you are.” I jerked my head in his direction, then continued to clean off the table. “Now, if you don't mind, I have work to do and a nap to take.”
Wynn lifted his hands up, his lips pressing into a thin line. “Far be it from me to keep a lady from her sleep.” He glanced over to Darren. “I'll be heading down now. Make sure we don't lose our maid again.”
Darren smirked at me, placing a hand over his chest and inclining his head. “Of course, Master.”
My eyes followed Wynn out of the corner of my eye until he was had disappeared down the hallway and not back upstairs. “Where's he going?”
