Summit at Sunset (Sunset Vampire Series, Book 3) Read Free Page A

cabin to find Caleb still soundly asleep.
    Standing in the bedroom doorway, she observed her lover and mate with a tender expression. She once more contemplated how he was the embodiment of a loving life-companion for her. She slipped from her clothes and slid beneath the covers to lie next to him. Her arm draped across his chest as she laid her head on the pillow next to his. Soon, she lazily dozed and let her thoughts roam freely.
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    The remainder of the weekend passed quickly. During the day on Saturday, Caleb partook in some mid-morning fishing at the lake. He had been hesitant to leave Katrina cooped up alone in the cabin, but she had insisted that he needed to enjoy the beautiful sunshine for a time.
    “You’re still human, after all,” she had insisted. “And your body needs some sunlight once in a while. Besides, I want to read this new mystery novel I brought with me.”
    In the end, he had reveled in the fishing experience and even caught three nice-sized bass, which he cleaned and stored in the cabin refrigerator to have for dinner that evening.
    He spent the remainder of the day indoors with Katrina. They played Trivial Pursuit for a time, but the score rose astronomically in her favor, so they moved to card games. She taught him how to play a couple of variations of poker. He gaped at her dexterity, as well as the ability for her to both shuffle and deal cards so quickly that he barely saw her hands move before her. The infuriating thing was that she never even broke eye contact with him while doing so. He won as many hands as he lost, and by the end he was definitely getting the hang of how to play.
    “You’re good at everything, you know,” he dryly observed.
    She smiled in response. “Thank you. But unlike you, I’ve had nearly five hundred years of experience to draw upon.”
    He rolled his eyes at her, although he had to admit that she was probably correct, yet again.
    “So, what do we do now?” he asked with a glance at his watch. There were still a couple hours of daylight left before it was safe for her to attempt leaving the cabin.
    Her eyebrows playfully arched, and she adopted a predatory expression. “Oh, I have a couple of ideas,” she offered as she rose from where she sat at the cabin’s small dining room table.
    He started to rise to meet her, but she moved in a blur to wrap him in her arms. Her lips passionately pressed against his, and she hugged him to her while herding him towards the nearby couch. As they fell over the backing and onto the cushions, he chuckled as she didn’t seem to miss a beat kissing him. Once again, she pushed those erotic buttons in him, and he found his excitement quickly rising.
    Then time stood still.
    That evening, Caleb cooked his fish over a small grill located just outside the cabin while Katrina sat in a folding nylon chair watching from a comfortable distance. Like most vampires, she detested the scent of cooked flesh of all kinds. However, she took pleasure in watching him cook, and she appreciated the happiness emanating from him in waves. The camping trip had been exactly the relaxation that both of them had seriously needed.
    As if on cue, he commented, “It’s such a shame we have to leave tomorrow. This has been really nice, Kat.”
    She lazily twirled her ponytail between the fingertips of one hand. “It has been wonderful, hasn’t it? We’ll have to do this more often.”
    He agreed and continued frying his fish.
    “Hey, Kat, I’ve been wondering something about vampires recently. Where exactly are vampires derived from? After all, you were all humans before your transformations. I mean, it’s not magic, right?”
    Katrina quietly observed him at length.
It’s valid question, really,
she thought
,
though most of her previous partners had never bothered to delve too deeply beyond the fact of their mere existence or her incredible abilities and attributes.
    As the silence grew, he tentatively spied at