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Wynn lifted an elegant shoulder and then his lips curled up in a lopsided grin. “Perhaps I saw something in Piper worth the risk.”
“You think this is funny?” Rayne slammed his hands on the table. “Do you want another human leashed to us for eternity?”
For a moment, I wondered who Rayne was talking about, but the only one I could think of was Darren. Would I be like him now? My eyes widened, and I whipped around to gap at Wynn.
“That's not one of those side effects you were warning me about?”
However, it wasn't Wynn who answered but Drake. “Well, that depends.”
“On what?”
“How much of his blood did you drink?”
I lifted my fingers up making my thumb and forefinger the size of the vial about two inches.
“Barely a swallow.” Wynn waved his hand languidly.
Drake blew a long breath out, rolling his eyes. “Hardly worth the argument.”
I let out a sigh. Obviously, I wasn't in any threat of becoming immortal from the tiny amount I had, but still, I worried about the side effects. “What kind of things could happen?”
Allister tapped his fingers on the table. “Increased senses, including sensitivity to light.”
“Food tastes better,” Drake added.
Ah. That made sense. No wonder Darren and Gretchen looked at me like I was a psycho.
Antoine made a sound in his throat and for a second seemed uncomfortable with the conversation. “You may find yourself attracted to Wynn as well as having a generally heightened libido.”
I almost laughed out loud, like I could be any more into him than I already felt. If my naughty dreams lately were any indication of being a sex deprived deviant, I couldn't imagine it getting any worse.
Getting out of my own thoughts, I noticed the room had grown quiet. Tense. All eyes were on me.
My pulse flared, and I suddenly felt naked in the middle of a room full of hungry vampires. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down. Chill out. They don't know what you're thinking if you don't let your body give it away.
Licking my lips, I laced my fingers behind my back and started to back out of the room. “If you don't need anything else, I'm just going to...”
“Miss Billings.”
Fuck.
“Yes, Master Durand?” I avoided his gaze at all costs staring hard at the hardwood floor.
“We're having another get together this next weekend.”
Fuck, another one? “I'll be sure to be more prepared this time.” Meaning I'd stay in my room with doors locked and crosses at the ready.
“Actually, we would like you to help Darren serve the room if you think you're up for it.” My head jerked up and my eyes locked with Antoine's.
After a second, I picked my jaw up off the floor and nodded my head rapidly. “Yes, of course. I'd be happy to.”
Picking up his wine glass, he released my gaze to take a sip. I assumed that meant I was dismissed and took the chance to dash out of there.
Darren and Gretchen waited in the kitchen, not bothering to be stealthy about their eavesdropping.
Clasping my hands on my cheeks, I shook my head from side to side. “What the hell just happened?”
