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|Bad Blood(Blood Coven Vampire,book 4) by Mari Mancusi|
“You okay?” Jayden asks. “Is something wrong?”
“No . . . yes . . . I don’t know.” I smile sheepishly. “It’s just . . . well, sometimes you go through life just accepting things as they are—even if they make you secretly unhappy. Then something—someone—comes along and shows you how things could be. If only you knew how to let go of the situation that you find yourself trapped in.”
“Have you been unhappy, Sun?”
I think about it for a moment. “Yes,” I say finally. “I have been. Though I haven’t wanted to admit it. I’ve been unhappy with things for a long time.” I bite at my lower lip as I remember the last few months. How lonely I’ve been, ditching my friends, waiting around for Magnus instead of living my life. One week in Vegas and I’ve had more fun than in the last three months back home—even if I did almost get murdered by a bloodthirsty vampire bent on revenge. What does that say about me and the way I’m living my life? And, more important, what should I do about it now that I’ve realized how I really feel?
“Sunny, you need to talk with your boyfriend,” Jayden says suddenly. “Let him know how you feel. Give him a chance to make things right before you make any rash decisions.”
I look at him, a knife twisting in my gut. “Why would you say that? I mean, don’t you . . .” I trail off, embarrassed. Here I am, ready to throw my long-term relationship away in order to be with Jayden and he’s telling me I should work things out with Magnus. Is he just being nice and unselfish, like always? Or doesn’t he want me as much as I want him? “Won’t you miss me?” I finally blurt out, unable to stop myself. “I mean, I know you and I haven’t known each other long, but I’ve felt this . . .”
“Connection?” he finishes. I nod miserably. “I’ve felt it, too, of course,” he assures me, squeezing my hand in his, comforting me. “Usually I’m a loner. More comfortable with animals than humans. But there’s something about you. Something special. I can’t deny it, even though God knows I’ve tried.”
My heart swells at his words and I squeeze his hand back, so tightly he winces. I loosen my grip a little. “Then why . . .” I begin. “Why . . . would you tell me to work it out with Magnus? I mean, don’t you want me?” There, I said it. It’s out there. Naked. Vulnerable. Me.
“Oh, Sunny!” Jayden cries, as if shocked by my question. “Are you kidding me? Of course I want you. In fact, I want you more than anything in the whole world. You’re beautiful and special and smart and talented and in another world, another life, you and I are soul mates—I’m sure of it!” His eyes shine with unshed tears. “But right here, right now, things are complicated for us. You live two thousand miles away. You have a boyfriend. I’d never try to selfishly steal you away from your life and friends and family. I mean, what kind of person would that make me?”
“What if I want to be stolen?” I pout.
He grins at that, then grows serious again. “Look,” he continues. “Everything’s really intense now. You’re fighting with your boyfriend, we’ve just had a neardeath experience—you don’t want to be making major life-changing decisions right now. Go talk to Magnus, tell him what you’re feeling—give him one last chance to make things right between you. And if you’re still not happy after that, well, you know how to reach me.” He grabs my arm, his expression serious. “But give him a real chance, okay? Try to remember what made you fall for him in the first place.”
“Oh, Jayden!” I cry. “I’m going to miss you so much. I—”
He waves me off. “Don’t say anything else,” he says, his voice cracking on the
“else.” “It’s better if you don’t. Just promise me that you’ll always be my friend, Sunshine McDonald. That you’ll never forget me.”
My heart breaks at his words. Unable to resist a moment longer, I throw my arms around him and squeeze him tight. Well, as tight as I can without crushing his chest wound. He hugs me back, running light fingers up and down my back, electricity crackling from his touch. God, how am I going to leave this guy?
As our hug extends, my mouth seems to develop a mind of its own. I kiss his throat greedily, then move up to his cheek. Just one kiss on his soft cheek and .
. . Oh God—I’m kissing him on the lips and I can’t seem to stop. He kisses me back, our mouths moving against each other, wild sensations coursing through my entire body, an endorphin rush of epic proportions. And neither of us seems capable of stopping it.
“Oh, Jayden . . .” I moan against his mouth. “I—”
“Hey, Sunny, I was able to get out early and—”
Jayden and I break apart and I bolt upright at the sound of Magnus’s voice. I whirl around and see he’s at the door. His face reddens as it must dawn on him what he’s walked in on.
“Oh dear,” he says, clearing his throat. “I . . . um . . . I didn’t know that you were . . . excuse me, I did not mean to interrupt.” He backs out quickly, shutting the door behind him.
I stare at the door. “Oh God,” I murmur, my heart leaping in my throat. This was not good. Not good at all.
“Boyfriend?” Jayden guesses correctly. I nod.
“I should . . . I mean . . .”
“Go,” Jayden instructs. “Talk to him. Give him a chance to make good.”