What @WarrenHollowood said when I told him he needed to learn out to talk right…
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Sheriff Gets his bike back..bout fucking time. Watch out Biloxi.
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Moonbaby's Musings: Blood Red Mine
Roman’s Moment-Interrupt-Us, which considering that she and Warren should have both felt him, meant he was blocking the bonds. That bastard caught TJ unaware and…
Moonbaby's Musings: The Fallout
The water was cool as it washed over their toes, the sounds of the beach at night all around them. Warren stroked her hair slowly as they basked still breathless from the almost animalistic sex, so unplanned but so wanted. He listened to their heart beats, pounding in rhythm, not wanting to speak…
Confessions of a fan-girl
Jack Sparrow smells like rum extract. Kristin Bauer is a beautiful person and after Saturday night’s concert I totally get why she stalked Abri van Straten. Want more details? Check out my latest column on The Preternatural Post
Moonbaby's Musings: Oops I did it again...
Oops I did it again…
*snickers*
Sorry, you’ll have to forgive me but between the fairy juice contact high, the blood bond rush and the post multi-orgasm euphoria I’m in the best mood. Not even that damn witch could get me down.
Yes you read right, blood bond rush. Roman and I bonded for the…
Devil cont…
Roman fought the urge most familiar to him despite the rage that was building. The bastard was too calm. Forcing his words through gritted teeth, his fingers slowly clenched into fists but remained at his side. A risen brow from the vampire prompted the wolf to step aside allowing him to enter. Roman could feel the electricity in the air as he passed and knew Warren was on edge. Good, at least the wolf knew of the fire he had been playing with.
Stopping in the sitting area he turned to watch Warren as he closed the door before looking back to the visitor expectantly. With a sneer the vampire spoke.
“You know why I’m here.”
Warren paused a few feet away with a nod, “You’re either here to kick my ass or to tell me to stay away from your girl..or both.”
Roman smirked. “At least we’re on the same page.”
Passing him on the way to the mini bar the wolf nodded again casually. “Well can I at least offer you a drink first?” His mother raised him to be nothing if not hospitable to new company.
Roman watched him closely. Perhaps a blood would keep him from wanting to spill so much of Warren’s. He was slightly surprised at the man’s calm demeanor but appreciated the courage..if that’s what it was.
“O Positive…bottle’s fine.” He looked around while Warren heated the blood. “Are you enjoying your stay in my casino while you try to fuck my woman? Convinent for you that Russell has paid your way.”
Warren smirked as he shook the warmed bottle expertly, obvious that he had heated blood before. How many times had he greeted Blythe in the early evening hours with a blood and a smile. It just wasn’t the same heating blood for the man who was sleeping with the woman you wanted. Still…it gave him time to think of a plan should the vampire decide to give just deserts.
The vampires words were not unexpected and he fought hard not to laugh out loud. Yes, it was convenient, yes, the luxury was nice and yes. He was thrilled to be living so close to TJ again. His words were very different from his thoughts.
“Hey man, it’s just a job. You do have a nice casino though.” Warren tried to sound sincere as he brought the blood to Roman.
The vampire wasn’t buying it. He lifted his chin in thanks, not believing the bastard for a second. “Yes, it’s a damn nice casino…and I know she’s more than just a job to you. Oh wait…I’m the job…she’s a bonus for you. Isn’t that about right?”
Roman eyed him, waiting for a reaction..wanting just one small reason to open fire,to rip out the wolf’s throat. Warren wasn’t going to make this easy.
Shaking his head, Warren poured himself a bourbon and returned to the sitting area, lounging in a chair and motioning to the couch with a nod. “We really should talk about this before you….drain me, kill me or whatever it is you came here to do.”
Roman smirked but sat on the offered sofa. Damn but the wolf was just making too much damn sense.
Meeting with the Devil
Roman promised her he would not hurt him. He had done good not to confront the son of a bitch (even though he knew Warren was trying to steal his woman) mostly because he trusted TJ. Now, in the elevator on the way down to the wolf’s room, he wasn’t sure he could uphold that promise. The only thing so far that was keeping him from dragging the sniffer down the stairwell and drowning him in the ocean was the fact that he knew if he hurt Warren, it would hurt TJ. He had once promised her that he would never intentionally hurt her. He was going to keep that promise. Hopefully.
He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised that the news of the Demon’s message got to TJ before he had a chance to tell her and he was sure it looked a lot worse to his girlfriend than it really was…but what right did the fucking wolf have to be the one to tell her? So what if he was being paid by Russell. Truth was…Warren was sticking his nose where it didn’t belong and now it had gone way beyond professional. It was time to get a few things straight.
Stepping off the elevator, he looked ahead..eyes focused on the suite at the end of the hall. He barely noticed the nods and greetings from the other staff whom he passed along the way. It angered him more that the man trying to steal his lover was living in the lap of luxury just below him in his own casino. With a snarl, he pressed the buzzer and waited, trying to quell his desire to kill him on sight.
Warren had expected this visit for a while now. When he heard the buzzer and looked to the monitor by the door, he was not surprised to see the vampire standing there. Would Roman come out swinging or full on attack.. Or was the vampire here for different reasons. Could he blame the dead man for being angry? He found the answer easily enough. No. He probably deserved every thing the vampire had intended to do. In fact, he knew he did. Warren had been hired to spy on Roman and possibly kill him..on top of that he had kissed his girlfriend, and she had kissed him back.
Warren had never intended to fall for the mark’s woman, but he had. He truly felt he had found a confidant in Tammy Jo. They were alike in so many ways. Both the children of important and powerful pack leaders, both Alpha’s, both had fallen in love with vampires and both had bonded to the bloodsuckers. More than that…both seemed to be lost. On top of that, he could not overlook the fact that Tammy Jo had entered the phase of life of impending motherhood and he could not ignore the signals her body was sending. Her wolf wanted to be a mamma and his wanted to be the baby daddy. Damn but they would be perfect for each other.
If given half the chance he would make good on his offer to run away with her. If she would say yes he would scoop her up faster than a NASCAR race and give her everything she ever needed. Only problem with that was..there would be two angry vampires who could find them no matter where they were. Taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly. He opened the door to take what was coming to him.
“Roman.” He nodded and waited for the punch.
….To Be Continued
