Page 162 of My Sweet Vampire


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I’ve always liked the thrill of the chase and believe the fruit always tastes sweeter when you’ve gone through such pain to get it. When I take a woman, I need to feel that she genuinely wants me, and I refuse to resort to cheap parlour tricks.

“So Carly, tell me a bit about yourself,” I purr.

“What do you want to know?” She bites her lip. I love it when she does that.

“Oh, just the basics: how old you are, where you grew up, that sort of thing.”

“I already filled out the questionnaire at reception.”

Covertly, I glance at her left hand and note that she isn’t wearing a wedding ring.Good.

Straightening up, I lick my lips and continue: “This isn’t an interview. I don’t make notes, so nothing you say will be recorded. All I want is an informal chat with you. Before I start a course of treatment, I like to first build a picture of my patient: gauge your dreams, your fears, and your aspirations. In short, before I agree to take you on, I need to first clarify that we will be a suitable fit for each other.”

“You mean you might not be able to help me?”

I laugh softly and explain that hypnosis doesn’t work for everyone. When I finish my speech, I ask if I’ve answered her question.

“Yes,” she grins.Fuck, she gets more beautiful by the second.

I clear my throat. “So Carly, give me a brief history ofyou.”

She places her hands in her lap and looks a little uncomfortable. “I’m thirty-six years old. I grew up in Fulham but now I live in Battersea. I currently work as a receptionist for a media company in Charlotte Street.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Charlotte Street? That’s not far from here.”

“Yes,” she beams. “It’s literally around the corner.”

Knowing the answer already, I ask her if she’s married.

“No,” she replies. “I live with my dad.”

“Any children?”

“No.”Wonderful!

“And your mother?”

“My parents are divorced. My mother remarried and now lives in Purley with her new husband.”This just gets better and better.

“How do you feel about that?”

She bites her lip again and gives the most adorable little shrug. “I don’t know. It happened such a long time ago, I’m pretty much over it.”

Inwardly, I’m singing. So far, Carly sounds like the perfect candidate. No husband, no children, no family ties. No loose ends to tie up when I sink my teeth into that delectable little throat… oh wait, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

Slow down, arsehole. Do you want to scare her off?

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

Hot And Sweet

Drawing in a sharp breath, I decide to change the subject. “Tell me three of your favourite things.”

“What?” Carly looks startled again.

“Tell me three things you like.”

She scratches the side of her neck and I start to feel light-headed. My mouth is salivating to taste her cunt.

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