Chapter 4
Slamming my foot on the accelerator, I roar off down the main road back to Edinburgh.
I probably shouldn’t be driving in a red mist of rage, but this guy has pissed me off to the point that I’m not thinking straight.
How dare he trick me like that! And then laugh at me!
I’m determined to wipe that smile off his face.
Even more annoying is that I can’t read his mind. It’s a buzzing blank of static. Like he has nothing but white noise between his ears. At any other time, I’d be intrigued. But right now, it’s adding to my frustrated fury.
Roused from his fog of fear at being abducted, the guy yells, ‘Pull over, you crazy woman!’ There’s a jolt on the back of my seat as he tries to crawl into the front.
Attempting to stop a vampire driving a moving vehicle?
That’s brave and kind of stupid. He’s going to get himself killed.
I glance in the rear-view mirror and see his set jaw and determined expression.
‘What the fuck are you doing?’ he shouts right in my ear, and I flinch.
‘Teaching you a lesson in manners,’ I say calmly and slam my foot on the brake, so he shoots back with a yelp.
Hmm, he’s going to hurt himself if he tries that again.
There’s nothing for it. I bind him to the floor, so he’s safe until I can get him home and do unsafe things to him.
He calls me names and struggles, and I smirk to myself.
Of course, I have no fixed plan for what I’m going to do when I get him back to the flat. I’m getting more impulsive, not less, in my old age. When you’re at the top of the food chain, you can get a little overconfident.
But it definitely feels good to use my powers again. I’ve had to keep them under wraps as I’ve been dating a human for the last six months. I’m now realising I’ve made a big mistake in doing that.
Typically, my flatmates and I don’t date humans, because as vampires, we need to keep a low profile.
But sometimes you meet a man who makes you want to bend the rules.
Tim Rhodes is that man. A couple of months ago, he moved into the top floor of our New Town tenement.
It was a surprise to get an invite to a flat-warming party he was throwing for the neighbours.
Floss instantly pushed for us to go. Hester was less sure about it and thought it was wiser to stay home.
I couldn’t have cared less. In the end, Floss twisted my arm, and Tim made a beeline for me as soon as we arrived.
That night, we fell into bed and fell into a sort of relationship in the weeks after.
I’m not sure how it even happened. But it’s probably because he’s handsome, charming, and a smart dresser.
He owns a lot of tailored suits because he does something in finance. I forget what.
Anyway, I need to break up with him. It’s not because he suspects that there’s something strange about me, but more due to the fact that I read his mind the other night and discovered he wants to propose!
He thinks he’s in love with me, but he’s not.
He doesn’t even know me. If he’s expecting me to be his dutiful little wifey and give him children, he’s in for a big shock.
So yes, I need to break up with him, but I haven’t found the right time to do it. It will be soon.
There’s muttering and cursing from the van floor behind me, and I grin. This guy is high-spirited, cute, and he knows Simon Le Bon. So that makes him extremely appealing. I’m not going to hurt him. I might just scare him a little. So he tells me which hotel the band is staying in ...