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.I rang Peter, even though I was still mad at him.He hadn’t contacted me at all, and it bugged me more than I wanted to admit.After the way we had left things, we were overdue an important conversation.I needn’t have bothered trying; he didn’t answer.I put my mobile back in my pocket, shifted the dagger so I could keep a tight hold, and counted how many steps it took me to get to my destination.The drop-off point turned out to be a small, cosy nightclub.It was slowly dawning on me that otherworldly beings ran most of the businesses in town.I supposed it made sense; creatures like vampires couldn’t exactly work ordinary day jobs.The club itself was modern and clean; a live band played unobtrusively in the background.Huge comparison to the dank vampire bar I’d visited before.There were lots of free tables and only one person working behind the bar.The aroma in the air was strange and lovely.Something attracted me, but it was too mingled with scents of magic and other things to figure out exactly what it was.I sat at the bar and waited for the bartender to notice me until a new, familiar smell distracted me.Glancing around, I saw Peter Brannigan sitting next to a man who had short horns on his forehead at a table in the corner.Peter looked as serious as always, focused on his companion.Not the least bit pretty, his gruff appearance still managed to stir something in the pit of my stomach.Peter met my eyes and shook his head as if to say, “Leave it.” I shrugged and turned away.I wasn’t going to force him to talk to me, but I couldn’t deny the little twinge I felt at seeing him.The bartender was short, blond, and looked to be in his mid-thirties.Slim and covered in tattoos, he wore a short-sleeved shirt that exposed his inked sleeves.I gawked at a dragon on his forearm that seemed to move.“What can I get you?” he said, moving his arms behind his back.“Um, I’ve a package for some guy called Gabe.You him?”He threw back his head and guffawed loudly.“Some guy called Gabe,” he muttered, shaking his head.“Hold on, babe.I’ll see if he’s out back.”I glared after him, wondering what was so damn funny.I couldn’t stop myself from sneaking one last glance at Peter, but he had already left.Without speaking to me at all.I leaned my elbow on the bar and sunk my chin into my palm with a loud sigh.The appealing smell became more concentrated, and I sniffed the air appreciatively, smiling to myself.“You have something for me?”I jumped, startled, and gazed up at the single most beautiful creature I had ever seen in my life.Tall, broad, and muscular, his obvious strength gave me the urge to expose my belly.Figuratively speaking.His thick hair was coal black, his eyes a deep, dark, chocolate brown.He grinned, and I shook my head slightly, trying to focus.“Yeah, are you Gabe? Daimhín sent me.”“I am Gabe,” he said, like it was his title or something.His voice slid over me like a silk sheet, and suddenly I was imagining him wrapped up in one.My cheeks flushing pink, I handed over the package.“I’ve to wait for a reply.”He opened the package right there, revealing wads of money.A lot of it.He read through the accompanying note then glanced up and down my body appraisingly.“You may tell Daimhín that you will not suffice.Not even as part payment.”I stopped ogling long enough to listen.“Excuse me?”“Daimhín wishes to exchange you in order to clear a long-standing debt.You won’t do.”“Are you for real? Show me that!” I snapped the note out of his hands before he could stop me.He exchanged a bemused glance with the bartender who was chortling behind his hand.I ignored them and read the note.I couldn’t believe it.She had actually tried to sell me to some randomer.“Of all the… I don’t believe this shit.” I was sick to death of vampires and everything else.“Well, you can’t have me,” I added, pointing at Gabe.“I don’t want you,” he said, sounding like he was talking about a drink or a bar of chocolate.“But tell her I’ll consider Eloise [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.I rang Peter, even though I was still mad at him.He hadn’t contacted me at all, and it bugged me more than I wanted to admit.After the way we had left things, we were overdue an important conversation.I needn’t have bothered trying; he didn’t answer.I put my mobile back in my pocket, shifted the dagger so I could keep a tight hold, and counted how many steps it took me to get to my destination.The drop-off point turned out to be a small, cosy nightclub.It was slowly dawning on me that otherworldly beings ran most of the businesses in town.I supposed it made sense; creatures like vampires couldn’t exactly work ordinary day jobs.The club itself was modern and clean; a live band played unobtrusively in the background.Huge comparison to the dank vampire bar I’d visited before.There were lots of free tables and only one person working behind the bar.The aroma in the air was strange and lovely.Something attracted me, but it was too mingled with scents of magic and other things to figure out exactly what it was.I sat at the bar and waited for the bartender to notice me until a new, familiar smell distracted me.Glancing around, I saw Peter Brannigan sitting next to a man who had short horns on his forehead at a table in the corner.Peter looked as serious as always, focused on his companion.Not the least bit pretty, his gruff appearance still managed to stir something in the pit of my stomach.Peter met my eyes and shook his head as if to say, “Leave it.” I shrugged and turned away.I wasn’t going to force him to talk to me, but I couldn’t deny the little twinge I felt at seeing him.The bartender was short, blond, and looked to be in his mid-thirties.Slim and covered in tattoos, he wore a short-sleeved shirt that exposed his inked sleeves.I gawked at a dragon on his forearm that seemed to move.“What can I get you?” he said, moving his arms behind his back.“Um, I’ve a package for some guy called Gabe.You him?”He threw back his head and guffawed loudly.“Some guy called Gabe,” he muttered, shaking his head.“Hold on, babe.I’ll see if he’s out back.”I glared after him, wondering what was so damn funny.I couldn’t stop myself from sneaking one last glance at Peter, but he had already left.Without speaking to me at all.I leaned my elbow on the bar and sunk my chin into my palm with a loud sigh.The appealing smell became more concentrated, and I sniffed the air appreciatively, smiling to myself.“You have something for me?”I jumped, startled, and gazed up at the single most beautiful creature I had ever seen in my life.Tall, broad, and muscular, his obvious strength gave me the urge to expose my belly.Figuratively speaking.His thick hair was coal black, his eyes a deep, dark, chocolate brown.He grinned, and I shook my head slightly, trying to focus.“Yeah, are you Gabe? Daimhín sent me.”“I am Gabe,” he said, like it was his title or something.His voice slid over me like a silk sheet, and suddenly I was imagining him wrapped up in one.My cheeks flushing pink, I handed over the package.“I’ve to wait for a reply.”He opened the package right there, revealing wads of money.A lot of it.He read through the accompanying note then glanced up and down my body appraisingly.“You may tell Daimhín that you will not suffice.Not even as part payment.”I stopped ogling long enough to listen.“Excuse me?”“Daimhín wishes to exchange you in order to clear a long-standing debt.You won’t do.”“Are you for real? Show me that!” I snapped the note out of his hands before he could stop me.He exchanged a bemused glance with the bartender who was chortling behind his hand.I ignored them and read the note.I couldn’t believe it.She had actually tried to sell me to some randomer.“Of all the… I don’t believe this shit.” I was sick to death of vampires and everything else.“Well, you can’t have me,” I added, pointing at Gabe.“I don’t want you,” he said, sounding like he was talking about a drink or a bar of chocolate.“But tell her I’ll consider Eloise [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]