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.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 stared. I'd thought the man was smart. Beau, being better at hiding his feelings, didn't even blink. "Why not?" he said easily, and got to his feet. I followed them as they pushed through the crowd, heading for the door. Without even looking back, Decker led us out and around into the alley that ran beside the bar. Watching his tight muscled behind shift under his jeans, I thought it was a damn shame to waste anything that looked that good. It must have been pitch black in the alley to human eyes, though Beau and I could see pretty well. We just weren't paying attention; Beau was getting ready to kill Decker, and I was trying to think of a way to talk him out of it. |