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The sun is at its highest point in the sky, and despite the shades covering each window, I feel weakened as I move through the cabin. My body feels like it’s made of lead, as it does every time the sun is shining. I briefly consider getting back into bed and being with Jane until nightfall, but I push past the temptation.
In the living room, I restart the fire that died earlier in the day. By the time Jane rouses, it should be warm enough in this home to make her comfortable. After that, I snatch the new phone I bought for Jane. She hasn’t even opened it yet. Removing it from its packaging, I set the device up and text Matt’s number.
Be here at sundown. Bring a blood bag.
A few minutes later, the phone pings.
Matt: For you or her?
I roll my eyes.
Me, you idiot.
Matt: Just making sure. Never know these days.
Whatever. Add this number to your phone. It’s Jane’s.
After sending the last message, I delete the conversation and place Jane’s new device on the coffee table.
I sit the plate of steaming eggs and sauteed mushrooms on the bar just as Jane stumbles out of the bedroom, her feet pitter-pattering down the hallway.
She strides right past the kitchen and stops in the middle of the living room, scanning her surroundings.
“Boo.”
Her body lurches, and she spins on her heel to face me, hand covering her heart. “Shit, Sam!” Her face is pale, but one of her cheeks has a round red mark plastered on it from sleep. “I didn’t see you. You need to make more noise or something,” she grumbles.
I simply smile at her, observing the way her nightgown tightens around her thighs as she approaches the bar. Delicious.
“Sit,” I say, gesturing to the plate.
She does as I ask, plopping herself onto the swiveling barstool. She jabs the eggs a second later. “Did you make this?” she asks, before placing the bite into her mouth.
I ignore the sight of her scarlet tongue and the memories it conjures.
“Yes.” I stroke my jaw. “You like it?”
Her throat bobs as she swallows, nodding. “It’s good.”
I turn away, busying myself with tidying the kitchen. Watching her eat made me want to melt, and I can’t do that right now. It’s like Jane has been imbued with a newfound allure, and everything she does mesmerizes me. The desire to drop to my knees in worship of her is overwhelming.
A knock sounds at the cabin door.
Thank fucking God. Maybe a taste of human blood will wash away these obsessions.
“Come in.”
Matthew opens the door, with Francis standing just behind him. “Are you ready?” he asks, voice gruff.
I turn to Jane. “Would you be okay if we left you alone for thirty minutes?” I nod toward the coffee table. “I updated your phone. You could download apps for it or something.”
Jane glances over her shoulder to look at her phone. “You set it up?”
Screwing the lid off a carton of orange juice, I pour her a glassful and slide it beside her plate. “I didn’t think you’d mind. But,” I arch one brow, adding a serious tone to my voice. “You can’t try to call your family or friends. Agreed?”
She takes another bite of her eggs, chewing slowly as she stares at me. Eventually, she swallows. “Yeah, I understand. I’ll be fine for a few minutes. The shower is calling my name, anyway.”
I bite my lip to prevent myself from groaning aloud at the thought of her voluptuous body, glistening and soaking wet in the shower. My voice sounds choked when I reply. “Great. We’ll be back before you know it.”
