Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
She swallowed dramatically before opening her mouth to show him it was empty. Then, Carina reached for the fork to have another taste. “Those are really good.”
Marcus held the utensil away and reminded her, “Daddy will feed you.”
“Fine,” she said and pouted until he collected another portion.
Marcus gave her time between bites and ate a couple himself when she insisted. Carina hadn’t asked him a lot of questions about what vampire life and needs were. With each moment that passed, the urgency grew inside him to turn her into a being who could be his Little for many years to come. He would need to have that discussion with her soon.
Not now. Today was for being Little.
Chapter
Fifteen
After driving to the hospital and entering her office on autopilot on Monday morning, Carina dropped into her chair with a sigh of disbelief. She definitely didn’t want to be here. Marcus had offered to take her to work, but she’d turned him down. Walking out the door had taken all her willpower.
She wanted to hang out with her Daddy. Sure, he had stuff to do too. Marcus had told her she could leave her job at the hospital and stay with him, but how long would he want her with him? She needed to pay for her car and apartment if Marcus changed his mind. He’d hinted they’d be together long term but hadn’t shared any details.
Do vampires even get married? Carina laughed aloud when the question popped into her head.
Carina glanced around self-consciously. People turned to identify who was amused on Monday morning. Well, the cubicle walls blocked most of her view. Only the tops of heads rotated her way over the cubicle walls. Carina hated being stuck in a box without privacy or sound blocking. Thank goodness most people wore headphones to listen to their music.
Hers were noise-cancelling ones. Carina always had problems concentrating on complicated billing snafus when her neighbors spoke on their phones or, worse, leaned over the cubicle dividers to chat. She’d talked to her boss a couple of times about working from home, but he was a “butts in seats” kind of leader. Not that she ever saw him during the week. His office was on a completely different floor.
The morning drifted by slowly. When her regular lunchtime finally showed on her laptop, Carina bolted out of her chair. She grabbed her lunch from her desk and headed for the employee break room.
Choosing an isolated table, Carina opened the paper sack to check out what Marcus had packed for her lunch. An image of Marcus bloomed in her mind, making her smile. Damn, he’s good-looking.
“I wish I could read your mind,” a familiar voice commented.
Carina raised her head to meet the young woman’s gaze. She didn’t share her thoughts. “Hi, Elizabeth. Did you have a good weekend?”
Thankfully, her friend let her off the hook and didn’t ask any prying questions. “I did. It was quiet. I should have gone to Nightfall with you, but I didn’t want to stand in line that long to get in. The crowd even drew the media’s attention. There were reports on the six and ten o’clock news.”
“There were a lot of people. I was glad I got in early. They reached capacity early and were only letting more in as a few left.”
“Did a lot of the crowd stay until closing time? Did you?”
“All night,” Karla said as she pulled out a chair and sat down. “You should have come, Elizabeth. I bet Carina went back on Saturday evening as well. Did she share that she found someone special?”
“What! You didn’t say anything. Tell me everything,” Elizabeth demanded.
Carina gave a brief overview of someone hassling her and getting thrown out. “They don’t allow anyone to mess with the attendees. You asked people to back off once, and if they didn’t, security booted them out.”
“Carina’s guy is the head of security. I think she got her own body search,” Karla said, teasing Carina.
“What? You go to Nightfall at the grand opening and meet some hottie?” Elizabeth said. Her voice rose in her excitement, drawing attention from nearby tables.
“Shhh!” Carina hushed Elizabeth before glaring at Karla. “You’ve got a big mouth, Karla.”
“I do. But I’m telling the truth. Confess. You had a great time, and you’re in love.”
Carina ducked her head and unpacked her lunch. She stared at the array in front of her: a quartered sandwich with the yucky crusts cut off, some mandarin oranges, zucchini and carrot sticks with a small container of ranch dressing, and a chocolate chip cookie. He’d created a healthy meal for her with her favorites. It was colorful and appealing.
“Wow! Who made that for you? Your lunch is usually a hunk of cheese and some pretzels.” Elizabeth dumped out her cute, reusable lunch bag and wrinkled her nose. “I’ve packed cold pizza and a bruised apple. Want to trade?”