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“What is it?”
My eyes jerked up from the bed to see Wynn watching me with a bemused look. I blinked rapidly, stumbling over my words as my face heated. “I was just thinking what a pity it is to have such a soft bed but not getting to use it.”
Taking my hand in his, Wynn opened the first aid kit. “I understand how you would see it that way, but believe me, it gets plenty of action.”
I flushed even hotter at his words, forcing myself not to picture the things he could be doing in the bed beneath us. What he could be doing in it to me. Turning my eyes away from the bed, I watched Wynn pick through the first aid kit. He pulled out a large wrap and a tiny vial of dark liquid rolled against the side of the box.
“What's that?” I pointed at the vial.
Wynn picked it up and held it up between his thumb and forefinger. “This is my blood.”
My brows furrowed. “Why do you have a vial of your blood in there?”
Shrugging a shoulder, he rolled the vial around on his hand. “We all do. For emergencies.”
“What kind of emergencies?”
Wynn sat the wrap back in the box and moved closer to me so I could get a better look. “Well, for instance. Your hand is very much broken. At least a few fingers. You'll need to get a cast on it. However,” he held the bottle out to me, “if you drank this, your hand would be healed in a matter of minutes.”
Astonishment filled my chest, and I stared far too long at the vial before turning to him. “What's the catch?”
Wynn grinned, wrapping his fingers around the vial and successfully hiding it from my view. “I knew I liked you.”
Ignoring the flutter in my chest at his words, I turned in place to show him I wasn't going to give up my questioning.
“If you drank this, it would heal your hand certainly.” His eyes dipped down to where my hand sat between us, his fingers trailing along the skin ever so slightly. It didn't exactly hurt, but it made my flesh feel hot and achy. “But then it would also give you a slight immunity to my... charms.” He grinned, his eyes peering up at me from beneath his lashes. “As well as other side effects.”
“Like? And is that immunity to just you or all vampires?”
“Well, aren't you a needy one?”
God, he had no idea. Still, I kept my mouth shut eager to hear what he had to say. If his blood would make me immune to all the others' charms as he said, I would down it regardless of any other side effects. I was already at a disadvantage, being one of the only women surrounded by all this raging testosterone. Now that I knew they were vampires, I was even more vulnerable to their whims as Rayne had almost shown me.
“Sadly, no.” Wynn's lips pursed together. “Only me and the side effects, while not unpleasant, might not be something you want to deal with.”
“But it'll heal my hand?” My eyebrows rose up in question. I didn't exactly have health care or dental for that matter. I couldn't afford a trip to the ER to fix my hand. If I could fix it for free and with little to no side effects, then I'd take it.
“Yes.” Wynn watched me curiously and then opened his hand offering me the vial. “Do you want it?”
I licked my dry lips, my eyes moving from the vial to Wynn's eyes and back again. “Would you think badly if I did?”
“Of course not.” Wynn frowned. “I would have offered it right away had I thought you wouldn't be disgusted by it.”
Now it was my turn to frown. “Why would you think that?”
“Well, it's blood. My blood. You'd have to drink it,” he explained as if it were obvious. “Most would run screaming from the room or at least curse me for even suggesting it.”
I snorted. “I'm still here, aren't I? If you're being a vampire hasn't sent me packing yet, then I don't think a little blood will.” I didn't mention the fact that I already had tried to leave once, but since he didn't bring it up, I figured Antoine had kept it quiet.
“Besides,” I sighed, “I'd rather not have to deal with a cast. It's hard enough cleaning up after you all with two hands let alone one.”
“True enough.” Wynn nodded once and held the vial out to me. “Here.”
Taking the vial from him, I popped the cap and stared at it for a moment before giving Wynn a weak smile. “Salut.”
