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MF’s insides twisted. “Yes, I want to be a vampire again, but that’s not the only reason I’m trying to be helpful.”Or get closer to you.
“Be as helpful as you like. It will not alter my feelings.”
“Because you think being a vampire is a curse?” she asked.
“I will not change you because you are…annoying, and you talk too much. Do you honestly believe I wish to be bonded to a chatty peasant of poor education and upbringing?”
MF’s jaw dropped. She’d heard a lot of mean things in her twenty-five years of life, but this was in a category all its own.
She got up, went to the back of the plane, and sat next to Damien.
“Everything okay?” he asked.
“He’s a fucking dick,” she whispered.
“I heard that, peasant!” Maxton bellowed from the front of the plane. “Vampire hearing!”
She snarled. “I wouldn’t let that monster turn me if he were the last vampire on earth.”
Damien cocked a brow at her.
“You know what I mean,” she said with a sigh.
“Please do not start causing problems, MF. I need the vampire’s help, and he’s less likely to do so if he’s annoyed.”
“I was just trying to be polite. He doesn’t look like he’s feeling so great.”
Damien grumbled, “I need to get intoxicated.”
She blinked at him. Damien drank, but he never had more than one or two. “Am I really that annoying?”
“Yes, but my groin hurts. I cannot figure out why.”
“Okay…Good to know.”
“I’m going to go up front and check on our guest. Would you mind bringing us a bottle of whatever spirits Brutus has stowed away?” he asked.
“Sure. I’ll be right up.” She watched Damien go to the front of the plane and take a seat next to Maxton.
A woman in strange camo overalls passed through the aisle. Maybe she worked here. “Oh, miss? Are you part of the crew?”
The woman glared at her. “What do you want?”
Hostile much?“Just wondering where I might find some alcohol.”
“In the back. Help yourself. And don’t fall out of the plane on your way there.” The woman disappeared into the very front of the plane, around the corner where they had a bunch of equipment in this military-slash-people transporter.I wonder if all Uchben women are so grumpy.
Strange. She seemed familiar somehow.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Damien didn’t know what had changed Maxton’s mind to leave the jungle, but he worried about the second part of the deal. Would Maxton agree to meet with Cimil? Until Damien had a firm answer, he wouldn’t feel at ease.
“May I?” Damien pointed to the seat beside Maxton.
“As long as you do not yammer like that MF.”
Damien’s hackles rose. “MF is always willing to roll up her sleeves when I need her. She is loyal, and that is all that matters.”
