Page 45 of Daring Her Vampires

“Do you have a better one?” Atlas asks, crossing his arms.

I am eager to strip off his leather and lick him. He’s so serious, and I glance from his face to his arms. I wonder if he ever has a break from taking care of everyone else. We are the same in so many ways, and I want to delve into his emotions.

Twisting in my seat, I open a drawer and grab a sucker. I wonder how Saylor is doing. Pulling out my phone, which I have been neglecting, I type a message.

How’s the little one?

And the vagina?

Hurt?

I don’t have to wait long.

Saylor: Draden is adorable.

Saylor: So is my vagina.

Love that for Elijah.

Tell him to stay out of there

Give it a rest.

Saylor: Believe me, he won’t be visiting for a while.

Saylor: What are you doing?

Watching men decide shit.

My boyfriends are sexy.

Saylor: Yes, they are.

Saylor: Are you going to give your opinion?

I haven’t decided.

Saylor: You must be in love.

Saylor: You’re holding your tongue.

Shit

Definitely in lust

Time will tell.

Saylor: Is the plan shit?

Probably

You have to humor them

Their egos are fragile.

Saylor: I can’t reply.

Saylor: I will not document my opinion.