Page 2 of Suck This

I looked up at the bartender.

He was a vampire, too.

I could tell by the fangs peeking out from under his top lip.

Though, he didn’t bring attention to the fact that he was one… most didn’t.

That was really the only way you could tell if a vampire was a vampire or not. The fangs.

All other outward appearances were human-like, and in instances like Constantine Worth, if they didn’t want you to know, then you wouldn’t.

“I’ll have your cheapest wine.” I grimaced.

The vampire smiled.

“Coming right up.”

He left to get mine and Keisha’s orders, and I turned when I felt her stare on me.

“What?” I snapped.

“Can’t you act the least bit civilized when we go out?” she said under her breath. “Would it kill you to order a damn mixed drink?”

“I don’t like mixed drinks,” I said. “I like cheap wine. The shittier and cheaper the better. And you know that. Not to mention you’re lucky that I’m drinking at all. You know I don’t like to.”

And I didn’t.

I hadn’t liked drinking since I was a senior in high school and was in the car with friends—who were also drunk.

We’d made it about halfway to our destination when another drunk, this one heading the wrong direction on the highway, plowed into us.

I’d been the only survivor, and to this day, I’d still yet to meet the mysterious stranger that donated blood to save me.

The same man that’d pulled me out of the car right before it burst into flames.

The same man who paid all my hospital bills, and left me all alone, never to know who my gracious stranger was.

“Here you are, miss.” The vamp bartender set my glass down.

I stared at it.

It was a quarter full.

I looked up at him with my brows raised.

“This is one of the mid-price ranged ones, but we don’t serve boxed wine here. This is the cheapest you’ll get, and I only filled it up partially to cut down on the cost.”

I blinked, then sighed.

“Thanks,” I muttered.

The vamp walked away, and Keisha started to laugh next to me.

“You should’ve been more specific,” Keisha said.

I should have.

See, the thing was, I could afford any damn thing I wanted.