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Tawny Taylor Carpe Nocturne 2: Kiss Me, Kill Me - 51 ­
no matter what was going on, in the world, in her head, wherever, if one of them
touched her, she was ready to go at it like rabbits.
And she’d become even more accepting of the perks of being with a man who
could drum up a five-course meal or designer wardrobe at the snap of his fingers.
But this… this wasn’t fun. It wasn’t even mildly annoying. It was spooky.
She supposed she should’ve expected some kind of negative to the whole datinga-vampire
thing. Something that went beyond the difficulties of Burke having been
wrongfully accused of committing a crime. Everyone who walked the earth had a good
and a not-so-good side. Why should vampires be any exception?
She supposed it would take some time to accept what she’d seen today. She
could tell by the kind warmth she saw in Miko’s eyes that he was going to be his
understanding self and give her some space.
The man was really a sweetheart. Sexy and commanding in the bedroom yet
sincere and kind outside. Perhaps it wouldn’t take as long as she thought to get over
that scare.
He snapped his fingers and the furniture changed into cozy, upholstered pieces.
“I’m sorry I didn’t do this earlier. I hadn’t had the time to prepare the apartment for
you, hadn’t expected to have you stay this long.” He swept his arm in a wide arc,
motioning to the furniture in the room like a model in a game show. “How’s this?
Better?”
“How about some books? If I’m going to be stuck here all by my lonesome for
God knows how long, I sure would like something to make the time go by. Oh, and a
nice, cushy bed to sleep in too.”
He snapped his fingers again, and one wall of the living room was covered with
bookcases. “How’s that?”
“Better. But can you tell me why can’t you stay here with me? Why do you have
to stay away?”
He glanced toward the window and pursed his lips. “Because if I stay, we’ll
never catch the killer.” He looked reluctant as he stepped closer and took her hands in