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Karma's a Bitch
Chapter Eight
*Mel’s POV*
Mel didn’t want him to stop kissing her.
What? It was one FINE kiss.
And hey, if that mate thing he was talking about was true, Fate decreed it, then why mess with Fate?
He pulled back, resting his forehead against hers.
“You don’t know just how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” he said, breathless.
Me ,too. Her brain decided to inform her.
She just stared back at him, silently begging him to kiss her again.
Please? Pretty please? She silently begged.
Then, far off, a crash sounded through the castle.
Coming back to her senses (to which her smart side said, “Finally!”), she shoved him away.
“NO!”
He looked at her funny, a smirk played on his face.
“Oh, we both know that that’s not what you mean!” he remarked, folding his arms over his chest.
“Then you are dumber than I thought.” she said, turning on her heels toward the door.
She had just reached for the handle when the lock flipped, FROM THE INSIDE!
What?
Oh, yeah, dumb butt, he’s a vampire prince.
“You-you- are a vamp-ire- prince.” She said with a stammer.
“Nah dip, Sherlock.”
“Hey, this is no time for sarcasm, jerk off. I am still trying to wrap my head around the concept of you ruling over anything.” She snapped.
And he didn’t like her comment too well.
You know how she knew?
He’s eyes turned just a teeny bit red.
Yep, red.
He couldn’t hurt her right?
Like fatally?
Right?
An inhuman growl snarled with a sneer (I’ve always wanted to say that. It’s from How the Grinch Stole Christmas) out of his throat.
“Don’t you EVER talk to me like that again. Do you understand?” he growled.
Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the coffin….
“No, frankly I don’t.” Pull the tiger by the tail Mel, just a little bit harder.
A look of surprise flickered across his face.
“And how come?”
“Because your Big Bad Vampire façade is slipping.” Ok, go ahead tiger, eat her.
“Like hell it is!” he snarled, flashing a bit of fang.
Melinda walked over to him and petted his arm.
“Who’s a good puppy?”
Awww, the tiger ate you!
“Oh, you’ve so had it now.” he smiled wickedly.
Elongating his fangs, he swiftly dipped his head down.
And bite into her neck.
See, I told ya not to pull the tiger’s tail
Mel didn’t want him to stop kissing her.
What? It was one FINE kiss.
And hey, if that mate thing he was talking about was true, Fate decreed it, then why mess with Fate?
He pulled back, resting his forehead against hers.
“You don’t know just how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” he said, breathless.
Me ,too. Her brain decided to inform her.
She just stared back at him, silently begging him to kiss her again.
Please? Pretty please? She silently begged.
Then, far off, a crash sounded through the castle.
Coming back to her senses (to which her smart side said, “Finally!”), she shoved him away.
“NO!”
He looked at her funny, a smirk played on his face.
“Oh, we both know that that’s not what you mean!” he remarked, folding his arms over his chest.
“Then you are dumber than I thought.” she said, turning on her heels toward the door.
She had just reached for the handle when the lock flipped, FROM THE INSIDE!
What?
Oh, yeah, dumb butt, he’s a vampire prince.
“You-you- are a vamp-ire- prince.” She said with a stammer.
“Nah dip, Sherlock.”
“Hey, this is no time for sarcasm, jerk off. I am still trying to wrap my head around the concept of you ruling over anything.” She snapped.
And he didn’t like her comment too well.
You know how she knew?
He’s eyes turned just a teeny bit red.
Yep, red.
He couldn’t hurt her right?
Like fatally?
Right?
An inhuman growl snarled with a sneer (I’ve always wanted to say that. It’s from How the Grinch Stole Christmas) out of his throat.
“Don’t you EVER talk to me like that again. Do you understand?” he growled.
Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the coffin….
“No, frankly I don’t.” Pull the tiger by the tail Mel, just a little bit harder.
A look of surprise flickered across his face.
“And how come?”
“Because your Big Bad Vampire façade is slipping.” Ok, go ahead tiger, eat her.
“Like hell it is!” he snarled, flashing a bit of fang.
Melinda walked over to him and petted his arm.
“Who’s a good puppy?”
Awww, the tiger ate you!
“Oh, you’ve so had it now.” he smiled wickedly.
Elongating his fangs, he swiftly dipped his head down.
And bite into her neck.
See, I told ya not to pull the tiger’s tail