When a Vamp Falls

by A. M. Griffin

  Yeah, landed earlier.

  He chewed on his lip, trying to think of something else to say. She started typing a new message. He waited for her to finish. Impatiently.

  Soooo… did you handle whatever you needed to handle last night?

  He winced.

  Sorry about that. If I’d known that was going to happen I wouldn’t have had you with me. I shouldn’t have put your life in danger.

  I was worried about you. I didn’t know if you were going to be okay.

  Worried about me?

  He chuckled to himself.

  Those were newbies. They couldn’t do much to harm me.

  Because you’re big, bad Ramsey?

  A smile stretched across his face.

  Exactly.

  I stopped by your house on my way to the airport…

  So I was told. It would’ve been nice to see you before you left and I apologize for not seeing you home safely.

  Nadine told me you were sleep.

  She gave me the message.

  He waited for her response. His message was left on read, but she wasn’t typing. Three minutes went by. Should he wait for her to answer? He read his message again. There really wasn’t a need for her to reply. He tapped his leg with his free hand. What else could he say to her?

  Marcos made his way down the hall and to his room. There was no mistaking who it was. Marcos had a slow heavy gait while Nadine’s was usually a flurry of movement.

  Marcos would’ve liked to have said goodbye to you too.

  Well, he hadn’t said anything about it, but Ramsey was sure that if he could’ve if he would’ve.

  Who is Nadine? I mean, you don’t owe me an explanation or anything. But it was a little weird. If she’s your girlfriend it would’ve been nice to have a head’s up.

  He frowned. What would’ve ever given her the idea that Nadine was his girlfriend of all things?

  Nadine is a donor.

  Writing that didn’t feel right.

  She’s more than a donor actually. She’s a kid that Marcos brought home two years ago for us to take care of. I guess she’s family now.

  Blood donor?

  One of them.

  Oh. I thought she was a girlfriend.

  No.

  Um, so do you have one?

  A girlfriend?

  Yeah.

  I think I’m too old for girlfriends.

  Okay, old man.

  That’s not what you were calling me last night.

  >blush<

  Damn right.

  So what’s on the agenda for tonight?

  Nothing, but suffer through jet lag.

  Do you want company?

  I think I’m confused. From who?

  Me.

  I’m back in LA.

  I’m well aware of that.

  LOL. Sure.

  What does LOL mean?

  Laughing out loud.

  Why?

  Because I’m in LA and you’re in NOLA and you’re asking me if I want company like you can come here tonight. I’m almost two thousand miles away and it’s a three-hour flight.

  I’ll be at your place in an hour. It that okay? I still have to shower.

  Sure.

  For real? You want to see me again?

  Absolutely. Why would you think that I wouldn’t want to see you again?

  Because of me your life was in danger.

  You mean those two assholes? Pft. I wasn’t worried at all. I knew you would handle it.

  His chest swelled with pride.

  I won’t let anyone hurt you again, I promise. They know to stay away from you.

  I know. And thanks.

  I’ll be there in a little bit.

  Do you need my address?

  No. See you in an hour.

  Chapter Thirteen

  She stared at the text message. Was he joking or was he for real?

  See you in an hour.

  How would he get to her? Plane, train, or automobile?

  He had to be joking. She put her phone down then turned the volume back up on her television. She was watching some competitive dance show. She wasn’t a dancer and had never been, but that didn’t stop her from enjoying everyone else’s sense of rhythm.

  Her phone chimed with an incoming text message. She grinned to herself.

  See you in an hour. Ha! Yeah right. She let out a chuckle. It was probably Ramsey texting back letting her know that he’d been joking.

  She picked up her phone. The number wasn’t the one that Ramsey had texted her from and the one that she’d stored in her phone. This one was from Alex.

  What’s up?

  Nothing. Watching TV. What’s up with you?

  Nothing. I got work reduced and got to leave early.

  Sweet.

  You have candy in your work mailbox.

  Candy? From who?

  Mandy. From her trip to Mexico.

  Oh, thanks for letting me know. I’ll get it when I get back from my vacation.

  When’s that?

  Four more days.

  I can drop it by tonight.

  Dani surveyed her current outfit of choice. Cut off sweatpants and a workout shirt. To the untrained eye it might appear as though she was about to play a rousing game of flag football, but she actually had on her favorite pajamas. Visitors didn’t need to see her dressed like this, no matter if it was only a coworker. She looked like a ragamuffin. Not to mention her hair was still wet from her shower and hung in clumps around her.

  Besides, since when did Alex drop candy off at her house? How did he even know where she lived? Well, that’s two men who have my address without me telling them. I should really do an internet search on myself to find out what’s out there.

  Alex was her work friend only. Sometimes they’d exchanged days to help accommodate time off, but they’d never hung out or seen each other outside of work.

  Alex contacting her in NOLA was weird. But now it was just super-duper weird.

  No thanks. I’ve been eating like a pig in NOLA. I think that I should let my stomach settle before eating Mexican candy.

  Are you sure? I’m not far from you.

  From what she remembered about him, he didn’t live anywhere near her.

  Thanks, but no thanks. I’m beat. See you at work.

  Guess what? I checked the schedule and we have a three day stretch together. I guess you can tell me all about your trip then.

  Sure. See you then.

  That was odd.

  She buried her fingers in Libby’s fur and scratched her back. Libby flipped to her stomach and sprawled out.

  “You’re so spoiled,” she said with a chuckle as she obliged and went back to watching her show.

  Forty-five minutes later a knock sounded on her front door. Libby jumped from the couch in a single bound. Her nails skittered across the wood floor as she ran toward the door in a barking frenzy. Dani froze.

  Knock. Knock.

  Nope. She’d heard right. Dani peered at the clock. Not quite an hour, but close to it. Why hadn’t she planned for the “Just in case scenario”?

  Shit!

  Knock. Knock.

  Immediately she went from praying that Ramsey really wasn’t at her door, to operation look presentable in two point two seconds. Dani launched herself off the couch and almost slipped on the smooth floor. The socks she wore were a pair of her dad’s that didn’t fit her well. How many times had she almost fallen and broken her neck because she preferred comfy and cozy over slippers? Too many times.

  “Coming!”

  Meanwhile Libby was losing it.

  On the way to the door Dani pulled off her socks and tossed them inside her hallway closet as she stumbled past it.

  Ugh! So much junk in there. She really needed clean it one day.

  On a second thought she doubled back and shut the closet door.

  Dani raked her fingers down her hair. It was half dry and now frizzy and unruly. Why hadn’t she thought to blow dry it? Bec
ause she was being lazy, that’s why.

  Damn! Damn! Damn!

  When she finally made it to the front door, Libby was blocking it and turning in tight circles. “Move.” Dani used a foot to push her away, but Libby out maneuvered her. Dani had no other choice but to pick her up. “You weigh a ton!” Dani struggled to hold her even more struggling dog in her arms. “What has Granddad been feeding you?” She maneuvered Libby to one arm and opened the door. “Hey.”

  Her face dropped.

  Alex leaned against the door frame. “Hey, back.”

  He smiled lazily as if he were doing her a big favor by showing up. He was a good-looking guy, blond hair, blue eyes, average build. As a nurse he was good and smart. She tried not to get into any of his business, but from what she knew about him, he had his pick of females at the hospital. She’d never showed him any interest like that at all. She always kept it professional. Work relationships could get messy. She didn’t know that from experience herself, but she’d witnessed a few that had gone off the rails. Why he was leaning against her house, she had not a clue.

  Dani frowned. “What are you doing here? I told you that I didn’t want any company tonight.”

  “I told you that I was in the area.” He held up a small paper bag and shook it. “I didn’t want your candy to go to waste.”

  She looked him over. No scrubs, but jeans and a fitted t-shirt. “I thought you were at work?”

  “I was, but I changed.” He shrugged and showed her the bag. When she tried to grab it, he snatched it away and held it behind his back. “I came all this way to bring you treats. Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

  “I told you. I don’t want company. I just got back from New Orleans. It’s been a long day.”

  He stepped closer, invading her personal space. She wanted to back up, but that would only be inviting him into her house. She straightened her back and held her ground.

  Alex seemed to notice her change. He raised a questioning eyebrow, and she responded by shifting Libby in her arms. He wasn’t getting past her.

  He let out a small chuckle as if they were playing some kind of game. “All you need is a nice…” he looked her up and down, letting his eyes linger on her breasts, “massage to help you work out those kinks in your muscles.”

  “No, thank you—”

  “That’s what she has me for.” Ramsey was at Alex’s back, glaring at him with murder in his eyes. He’d come out of nowhere. But this time, instead of feeling weirded out about his fast movements she wanted to high-five him.

  Alex jumped to the side and stumbled, tripping over his feet. “What? Who are you? Where did you come from?”

  Ramsey’s eyes held a deadly glint, and they were trained on Alex. The muscles in his jaws tensed. His facial features had changed from beautiful to distorted—monstrous. If the clenching and unclenching of his fist was any indication, Ramsey was going to rip Alex apart. But Alex was guilty of being too presumptuous. Nothing else.

  Dani sighed and stepped aside and opened the door wider. “Ramsey.” He didn’t turn to her. His focus remained on Alex who coward under his gaze.

  “D-Dani, who is th-this?” Alex said, trying to put some bass into his voice.

  Really? Was Alex really trying to question her about Ramsey when Ramsey was a second away from snapping him in half? “A friend,” she replied.

  “Dani, who is this?” Ramsey ground out.

  “A coworker.”

  Alex tried to straighten to his full height, and Ramsey growled out a warning.

  “Ramsey, come inside. Alex, I’ll see you at work.”

  Alex glanced from her to Ramsey as if trying to decide how far he wanted to take this. Dani gave her head a small shake. After a few tense minutes Alex handed her the bag. “Here’s your candy.”

  Ramsey’s arm shot out. He grabbed the bag and crushed it, then handed it back to Alex. “She doesn’t want any gifts from you.”

  “It’s not from—”

  “I’ll buy you all the gifts that you can ever want,” Ramsey said, his voice low.

  Okay. Now didn’t seem a good time to argue that one, Alex hadn’t given her the candy, and two, she didn’t want Ramsey to buy her all the gifts that she could ever want.

  Alex took the bag and after giving her a pained look, turned on his heels and headed down the street to his car. Ramsey didn’t take his eyes off of Alex the entire time.

  Dani let out an exasperated breath and slapped her hand on her thigh. “Satisfied? Now everyone at work is going to be talking about my crazy boyfriend.”

  He turned his glare to her. That same deadly stare that he’d given Alex.

  Libby barked and snarled. Dani took a step back.

  ****

  Ramsey stepped through the door. Anger coursed through him, but he didn’t know who he was more upset with. Alex for pursuing his woman, Dani for having him at her house, or himself for wanting to rip Alex’s limbs from his body and laugh as the life left his eyes.

  “You. Are. Mine.”

  Dani backed against the wall. “You won’t get an argument from me.”

  “I want to kill him.”

  She touched his face. Her hand was warm against cheek. “But you can’t.”

  He clenched his hands, balling them into fists. “Why not? Are you protecting him?”

  She stroked up to his ear, letting her fingers curl around his lobe. “I’m protecting him because he’s a coworker. Alex fancies himself a ladies’ man.”

  Ramsey glanced toward the door. He couldn’t see Alex anymore, but he was sure that with Nadine’s help he could find him. Then he would kill him. He growled.

  Dani used a foot to kick the door close. “But this lady is already taken.” She took his chin and turned him to look at her. “By you.”

  Damn right.

  She grabbed his arms and turned his back to the wall. Dani undid his belt and zipper and pushed his pants down his legs. She grasped his cock. His cock came to life quickly, growing and hardening in her hand. Her stroke was soft and slow at first, but became aggressive as he grew under her touch.

  Ramsey let out a moan. His energy turned to another focus. Dani kept her eyes on his as she took control. Her hand pulsated his length, twisting around his head, milking his pre-cum to spill from the tip. She swiped her thumb over his slit and brought the fluid up to her mouth. She licked the tip, and his cock twitched.

  “Not bad,” she said.

  “Dani…”

  She lifted her eyebrows. “You don’t get to talk right now. You came to my house and almost killed a coworker. I’m in control.”

  All he could do was nod.

  One side of her mouth lifted into a smile, and she dropped to her knees.

  Good Lord.

  Dani continued to stroke him. Her deft hand worked up and down, twisting and pulling at the head. Her other hand went to cup his balls where she massaged and caressed.

  A shudder traveled down his back. “Ah,” he moaned out.

  She pushed his cock past her lips and into her waiting mouth. Ramsey’s legs almost buckled. He fisted his hands into her hair, guiding her down his length. Her pulses were painfully slow. She concentrated on sucking his head while her hand pumped up and down. She moaned as she teased and licked his slit and ran her tongue across the underside of his head.

  Then she became greedier, her mouth wetter. She held the base of his cock and pushed her mouth further onto him, taking more. His cock moved past teeth to touch the soft spot at the back of her throat. He massaged her head as she took him in, sucking and kissing. She sucked, pulling him into her mouth, engulfing him. She couldn’t take him all, but that didn’t stop her from trying. She would take half his length, then open her mouth wider and take more, choking when she took too much. Saliva dripped from her lips and down his balls.

  He was on the verge of spilling into her mouth. Sheer will kept him in check. He wanted more, not for this to end.

  He held onto her head and pumped into her, f
ucking her mouth. Moans ripped through him as she dug her nails into his hips, encouraging him.

  Exploding in her throat wasn’t how he’d wanted the night to end.

  He lifted her to stand and pushed her back against the wall. She stared at him, wide-eyed. With a feral growl he ripped her pants down. The second she stepped from them he pushed her thighs apart and lifted her over his cock.

  He impaled her.

  She closed her eyes and threw her head back. “Ramsey!” She grabbed hold of his arms and dug her nails into his skin.

  Ramsey pulled back only to pump into her again. Her pussy convulsed around him, gripping and sucking him back in. He fucked her. Her breasts bounced as he drove into her. She screamed his name over and over again as her orgasm slammed through her and coated his cock with her sticky slickness.

  Tasting her was the only thing on his mind as he lowered her to the floor and spread her legs and licked her engorged pussy. She bucked against him, coming on his tongue. He flipped to his back, and she positioned over his face. With his hands on her ass he moved her on his tongue.

  “Yes!” she called out as she rode his mouth.

  Another orgasm ripped through her, and he lapped it all, not wasting a drop.

  She crawled off of him, and he turned over, holding onto her waist. Dani lowered her head, dropping her shoulders to the floor.

  “This is yours,” she said with a wiggle of the hip.

  “Mine.”

  “Yes.”

  Her pussy glistened. Her wetness dripped down her inner thigh. He wanted to run his tongue up her thigh to her pussy to lick and taste her again.

  Dani groaned. “Fuck me, Ramsey.”

  He would taste her another time.

  He pressed his engorged head into her tight opening and slipped into her snugness. “God!” he yelled out.

  Dani was his. No one else’s.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Angelina stood outside the human’s door and seethed. She could hear all the disgusting things that Ramsey and that woman were doing to each other. Like animals, they were fucking in the hallway.