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"You don't usually show
your cowardly face before dawn."
Decker may have lacked the fang, but his smile was just as
lethal in its own way. "I wanted to meet your pretty little
friend here. What's your name, sweetheart?"
He turned the menace in my direction, but I managed not to
flinch. Instead, I breathed in once through my nose, deeply
enough to pick up his scent, then gave him a smile of my own,
putting as much seductive taunt into it as possible. Lips still
parted, I let my fangs slowly extend into my mouth. "Draculette,"
I said, and licked my teeth.
Okay, it was a cheap thing to do, but he unnerved me.
It was mutual. Decker's head rocked back and the smile
faded.
"Wishing you'd brought along your garlic, Deck?" Beau
sneered. "Or have you finally stopped doing your research at
horror flicks?" To me he added, "First time he came around, he
smelled so strongly of garlic I thought he was delivering pizza.
I got a reeeal unpleasant surprise. So when I got a whiff of
Italian outside my door the next night, I barrelled out meaning
to beat the hell out of him. It was a Dominos delivery man. Kid
almost had a seizure..."
I was still snickering when Decker said, "Maybe you'd like
to step outside."
I quit giggling and sta
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