Five Night Stand (Fox Brothers Book 2) (12 page)

“She is dangerous. She killed people.”

“Those people back in Plano?”

“Yes those three innocent people back in Plano.”

“She only started the fires because those people were bothering her aunt. She’s only two. Cut her some slack.”

“So I’m supposed to sit back and let my half demon niece, little Miss Firestarter, burn down the town because Dora the Explorer gets cancelled.”

“She’s not actually a firestarter. She can make fire. It’s complicated. She’s just half demon but not really because Ryan was human but just possessed. It’s complicated.”

Max scowled. “Thank you Dr. Oz for clearing that up. I don’t care if she’s half Cherokee, a quarter Nigerian and one eights Armenian. She is a killer.”

“I can help her control her powers. She listens to me. We are alike in some ways. We’re both like freshman at Monster High. I’m just in the AP classes.”

“Now that’s a scary thought.”

“Max, I will keep her safe. I swear.”

“What’s that even mean coming from a vampire?”

“My word should mean something to you.”

“It doesn’t. What’s in it for you?”

“I have to do this. It’s the only way I can make up for some of the bad things I’ve done when I was newly turned.”

“You killed some people. Vampires are killers. They didn’t teach you that day one?”

“More than some people. The blood lust takes awhile to get used to. My brother tried to help me with it but I didn’t have his strength and willpower.” Scar wished she hadn’t brought her brother into the conversation. She slipped.

“How’s Jason Voorhies?”

“That’s not funny but he’s good. He’s not really talking to me right now. He was disappointed in my lack of self-control. He only drinks bagged blood.”

“Really? Now I have heard it all.”

“Just give me a chance to do something good. Taking care of Cyan is my good.”

“All the people you killed, now you’re trying to raise a kid. No thanks, Octomom.”

“I’m stuck in this vampire life. This body wanted to be a vampire hunter until I died but shit happens. Max, look at me.”

Max gazed into Scar’s eyes. He saw a glimmer of the woman he used to know. He also saw the red rim around her irises that marked her a vamp.

“I can’t change the past. Here and now, Cyan Fox is my salvation. Just like you would die for Ryan, I would die for this kid.” Scar grabbed his arm. “I mean it Max.”

Max pulled away from Scar. He glanced through the cracked motel door.

Ryan was watching them. He waved for Max to enter.

Max moved through the doorway with Scar behind him. Ryan was sitting on the edge of the bed. Cyan was sitting on the bed clinging to her teddy bear.

“Max, aren’t you starving. We didn’t have a chance to pick up anything at the truck stop.”

“Cyan wants to eat and I can go for something.”

“So, let’s go get food.” Max wanted out of this abnormal situation.

“I can stay here with Cyan. You go. Take Scar with you.”

“Really?” Max asked.

“Yeah, burger, fries, whatever you can find this time of night.”

Max looked over at Scar. “Okay well I guess that’s settled. I should bring the one person that doesn’t eat food.”

“Oh I eat food.” Scar offered.

“Like what? Human flesh.”

“No burgers and fries, chocolate cake.”

“This is just too weird.” Max shook his head at the absurdity of this and everything else. “Are you coming or not?”

Scar followed Max as he walked over to the motel room door. She closed the door behind her and trailed behind him to his truck.

CHAPTER 12

Max popped the Rover locks and they both climbed in. He started the ignition and pulled the truck out the lot. He was determined to ignore her. This was impossible because she was a vampire and he was trained to not trust them, to loathe them, to kill them.

“Max.”

“What?” He looked over at her and couldn’t believe that even as a vampire she was still stunningly beautiful. Her lips, her cheeks, her tiny ears, her flawless nose and her wild untamed tightly curled Afro. Perfection.

“There was a burger place a few miles away off at the next highway exit.”

“Yeah I saw that place.”

“Okay.” Scar turned to gaze out the passenger window.

They drove in silence. Max felt like they had done this before. He pulled into the lot of the burger place. He parked in the rear by the dumpster.

“Do you want me to wait in the car?”

“Are you going to sink your fangs into any customers?”

“Max please just stop already. You act like you don’t know me. You know me. You had feelings for me. I know I didn’t imagine it.”

“No you didn’t.”

“So why are you acting like a fucking asshole?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Look at you.” He meant it as an insult but looking at her was part of his problem. He couldn’t stop looking at her.

“This vampirism was not my fault.”

“It’s my fault.”

“No it’s fucking Walt’s fault. It’s Vampir’s fault for letting him come up with that stupid hunter’s hit list.”

“I made a promise to you.”

“A promise that was impossible for any man or monster to keep.” She added.

“Is that supposed to make it hurt any less?” Max’s bleak outlook took Scar by surprise.

“Who the hell are you? I don’t remember you being such a damn crybaby. Don’t you think I feel terrible? My parents are dead because of me. I am the one that broke up with Walt. He was turned and he killed my parents. That is all my fault. You have absolutely no responsibly in this at all. You’re trying to blame yourself is a fucking insult. Fuck you, fuck you. Fuck. You. Fox.”

“Okay chill with the fuck yous.”

“I swear a lot now that I’m a vamp. I don’t know why. This shit just flies out my mouth.”

“Really I didn’t notice.” Max rolled his eyes.

“This life is tough.”

“Yeah whatever. I was wondering.”

“You had a thought? Oh call CNN.” Scar smarted.

“Funny. How did you have sex with me, without biting me or killing me? Blood lust is a whore’s slutty bitch.”

“You really want to know the truth?”

Max shrugged. “Yeah of course.”

“I never had an urge to kill you. I did have an urge to bite you, drink you. Honestly I did. When my fangs came out I just turned away from you.”

“Okay so what’s that mean?”

“I don’t know what it means. It was the first time I tried it.”

“Okay right.” Max wasn’t sure he believed her. She gave some guy a good time since she turned. Sure he hadn’t been with anybody since her but he didn’t believe she didn’t share her vamp cookies with someone vampire or human.

“Do you want me to be honest?”

“Yes yes. I said that already. The truth.”

“When I saw you snooping in that house I was so happy. Happy the sun had gone down first but then happy you were there. I didn’t want to leave you so I clocked you one and brought you to that barn. I missed you. I was lonely. You remind me of that happy time. A time I will never get back. Once we were alone in the barn I started to get horny so I wanted to see if you were repulsed by me. You got hard and I couldn’t resist feeling you inside me one last time. I didn’t know how it would feel or what I would do. I hoped I still cared enough about you that I wouldn’t rip your throat out, drain you dry or turn you into a vamp.”

“That was keeping it to real.” Max wasn’t sure what to do with the truth. “You didn’t do any of those things.”

“I don’t think I could have hurt you.”

“Why?”

“You know why?”

“Yeah I know why?”

They both became silent. They were both confused by their emotions, past, present and future. Max thought he was over her. He had been lying to himself this whole time.

“So you don’t wear bras or panties anymore?”

“Nah, it seems stupid in my present vampire condition.”

“So you’re not wearing any panties right now?”

“No.” Scar had no idea where he was going with this.

“Can I see?”

“Huh?” Scar was knocked off balance by his request.

“Can I see your pussy?”

“Mmm.” She didn’t even know if she should trust him. They were rivals now, enemies in more ways than one. Was he going to try to do something to her? Like shoot her with White Wolf’s blood.

“Don’t freak. We can both put our weapons in the trunk and then we both get in the back seat and you show me. I just want to see what it looks like.”

“It looks the same as before.”

“Well then, what’s the big deal? Are you afraid to show me your new vampire pussy?”

“It’s not new and no I’m not afraid.”

“Sure sounds that way to me.” Max arched his eyebrows, tilted his head and pressed his lips together.

“You didn’t see it in the barn? I took my pants off.”

“No I didn’t really look at it. I was too busy thinking you were going to kill me.”

“Yeah right did you think I was going to play Candy Crush with you?”

“Well I wasn’t thinking you were going to straddle me and ride my cock. When you were doing your thing I was more focused on your eyes and your mouth, the fangs were a distraction.”

“Oh well you came. I felt it.”

“Yeah I did. You were riding me. What else was I supposed to do? I don’t think I had any other options.”

“Okay.”

Max couldn’t get the feeling of Scar’s soothing cool skin to vacate his brain.

“So get out. Put your weapon in the trunk.” Max opened his car door first. Scar met him at the back of the Range Rover. He opened the trunk. He removed his jacket and removed the holster that housed his Ruger. He placed it in the trunk. Scar removed her Glock from the small of her back and placed it in the trunk.

“You still carry a gun?”

“I’m attached to it. It’s hard to give up old things.”

“Don’t I know it. You miss them too much.”

“Yeah.” Scar new exactly what he meant.

Max removed his dagger from a small blade holder strapped to his shin. He tossed it into the trunk. “Where’s your katana?”

“I left it in my car.”

“Really?”

It’s not like I need it. I don’t have to chop off anyone’s head anymore. I’m not even supposed to kill vamps anymore.” She shrugged.

“That’s a point, not a good one but an accurate one. Let’s get in.”

Max slammed the trunk shut and went to get in the backseat. Scar looked confused when he opened the rear door.

“Get in the back.”

Scar did as Max instructed and slammed the door when she was all the way in her seat.

“So I take off the pants and you see me and then what?”

“Scar is there anyway you can do what I say without a fucking interrogation?”

“I could but--”

“But what?”

“What does this mean?” Scar asked.

“It means I’m weak.”

“Weak, you’re never weak.”

Max closed his eyes. He had to think carefully before he spoke. He decided to hell with thinking and just blurt out his feelings. “I still care about you and I don’t want to let you go. I know that I have to but I don’t want to right now.”

“Okay.” Scar felt the same way.

“Okay.” Max felt the ten-ton barbells move from his chest. He was just honest with his feelings and his words. All the bitterness fell away.

Scar removed her black leggings one leg at a time. She tossed the Lycra spandex over the front passenger seat. She looked out the windows to make sure no one was nearby.

Max looked down at her most intimate lady parts. “Put your back against the door.”

Scar did as instructed. “Max.”

“Shhhh, open your legs.” His eyes were fixated on her spot. He couldn’t get the unexpected intense sexual romp from the barn out of his head. Seeing her made him feel a host of emotions that he wasn’t capable of dealing with. He wished his cock didn’t run his life. Maybe it wasn’t his cock. Maybe it was his heart. It had to be that. He didn’t want to admit the obvious so he tried to blame his actions on pure lust. After all he was asking to see a vampire’s pussy.

Scar placed one leg on the back seat and rested her knee against the seat. She let her other foot stay on the truck’s floor. She spread her legs wide open. She though that was what Max wanted.

Max reached underneath the drivers seat and fetched a metal flashlight. He turned all his attention to Scar. He reached for her and pulled her tank t-shirt over her smooth breasts.

“You are still beautiful.” Max clicked on his flashlight. He shone it directly in between her legs. The light made her glistening clit glow in the darkness of the backseat. “You are so wet. Why are you so wet?” Max rubbed three of his fingers on the lips of Scar’s open cream pie. “Why are you so wet?” He asked again and flashed the light in her eyes.