Rylie Cruz 2 - How to Date a Vampire Read Free

during the celebration. It was
like the monthly pack meetings times ten. No, thanks.
    I’d met Jack when he moved in and opened up
his office next to mine. We lived across from each other on the
second floor. It was strange dating someone who lived across the
hall. If we stopped seeing each other, would I have to move?
    I helped Jack up the stairs and through the
front door of my apartment. My roommate, Jennifer Matthews, sat on
the sofa with her feet stuffed into bunny slippers propped up on
the coffee table. With a spoonful of ice cream halfway to her
mouth, her hand froze as soon as she saw Jack’s face. “What the
hell happened? Where have you been?”
    “It’s a long story.” I quirked my brow.
    She set the ice cream on the end table and
stood. Drips of chocolate ice cream smudged the front of her
heart-covered pajamas. I guided Jack across the floor while
Jennifer watched with her mouth agape.
    Thank goodness for my cozy apartment. It was
my safe haven. The hardwood floors were scratched in many places,
but that added character and I loved character. Jennifer and I had
picked out the silk curtains for the living room. They were a muted
gold with a red and green flowered pattern running throughout. The
sofa and matching chair were oversized. Jennifer had been nervous
about the cream color, but I’d promised not to spill Diet Coke on
them. We’d splurged on a new TV not long ago. It hung above the
fireplace. It wasn’t too big or too small, but just right. Luckily,
Jennifer and I had similar tastes in furniture.
    “Would you like to take a shower?” I asked
Jack.
    A flash of his body ran through my mind.
Soap suds cascading over bulging… biceps. Tight abs flexing as the
water trickled down, down, down.
    “What am I doing here?” His question snapped
me back to reality. He looked around. “Did I drive here?” He
scowled.
    Jennifer’s eyes widened. “What’s wrong with
him?” she mouthed. “Has he been drinking?”
    I held up my index finger. “I’ll be right
back.” I led Jack down the hall and placed him in the bathroom. “Do
you want me to grab a change of clothing for you?”
    “Um, sure.” He ran his hand through his
already tousled blond locks. “Just grab a t-shirt and a pair of
shorts from the dresser in my bedroom, I guess.”
    “I’ll be back in a jiffy. Here’s a towel.” I
placed it on the counter. “Soap, shower gel, mesh-spongey thing,
shampoo, conditioner… well, whatever you need is right there.” I
pointed.
    He leaned over and gave me a soft kiss on
the lips. “You’re the best.” If I was the best, then why had I
allowed Jack to possibly, maybe, be turned into a vampire?
    I smiled. “The mark on your neck is looking
better already. Honest.”
    I wasn’t lying. It did look better. The red
mark was healing already. This technically wasn’t a good sign for
his vampire status. Plus, it didn’t change the fact that Jack was
acting as if he were in la-la-land.
    When I made my way back into the living
room, Jennifer asked, “What happened?”
    “Hold on one second. I’ll be right back,” I
said as I hurried by.
    Jennifer followed me out the door and across
to Jack’s apartment. So much for her holding on one second. I
glanced over my shoulder. Her blonde curls bounced as she marched
behind me. I still had Jack’s keys in my hand so I unlocked the
door.
    “You mind telling me what’s going on?”
Jennifer screeched.
    “There may have been a little scuffle at my
parents’ house.”
    “Oh, God, did your dad use that ‘I have a
gun and a shovel’ line on Jack?”
    “No, no.” I opened the door and walked in.
Jennifer followed on my heels. “This place smells like Jack.” I
took a big whiff. “That spicy, leather-and-soap smell, you know?
God, he smells good.”
    Jennifer sniffed. “Why are you in here?”
    “I’m getting Jack clean clothes.” We moved
back toward the bedroom. It was the same layout as my apartment.
“This is the first time I’ve been