of the things Abe added was Code Red. It is so cool. It has indoor and outdoor dance floors. You can go upstairs, out on the balcony, and there are three hot tubs and an Olympic size pool. And it’s only two hundred feet from the beach, too.”
“I can’t go, Becky. I’m sorry. I don’t have any money yet. We’ll go when I start getting paid for being a maid, okay?”
“You’re a maid? Nuh-uh. No way! You are something special. You started out at one of the highest paying jobs here. That is so not fair! Not that I mind, but I’m still stuck in the kitchen and I’ve been here for two years. And don’t worry about the cash. Didn’t Rainey tell you? When you come to the island to stay they give you a start-up fund of five hundred dollars, just to get you settled. Only thing is, if you decide to leave you can’t take any of this stuff with you.”
“That’s great. I really needed some clothes; these are Rainey’s. I’ll tell you what. You help me figure out why I am so special and surely, if I’m special enough, I can get you moved up to maid service with me, deal?”
“Deal! Now go get your ass in the shower.”
C HAPTER 7
Rainey couldn’t control her laughter when she walked into her lair. She knew she would be chastised for it but, looking at Abe right now, she would gladly take any disciplinary action that was given to her.
“It’s very becoming of you, my Lord.”
“What are you talking about?” Abe was sitting in a chair with his boots propped up on a foot stool, smoking one of the new Cuban cigars he’d received in the latest shipment to the island and reading the latest Cosmopolitan he’d swiped off Rainey’s coffee table.
“Don’t be upset with me. I can fix it in two minutes, if you don’t like it. But I think it’s hot. Electric.” Rainey grabbed her hand held mirror and handed it to Abe. She plopped in the chair across from him and planted her new high-heeled boots on the coffee table in front of her.
Abe tossed the magazine to the couch and snatched the mirror from Rainey, frowning menacingly at her. “I hate to think,” he muttered before he glanced at his reflection. “What the… how the… Blue? Rainey, you have two minutes,” he growled.
Rainey jumped up and ran giggling to her cabinet to get the little vial of antidote she’d prepared for emergencies such as this. The thin vial slipped through her fingers, hit the edge of the counter, and shattered all over the floor.
“Shit!”
“Please tell me, for the sake of your life, that wasn’t the only cure for this accident on my head?”
“I’m sorry, Abe. I can make more, of course, but I need to go to Spellbound to pick up some ingredients. And since I really need to talk to you about the last vision I had, why don’t you put this toboggan on and go with me?” Rainey held out the hat, hoping he’d agree; she didn’t want to try and figure this vision out on her own. She also couldn’t believe she’d turned the High Vampire’s hair electric blue. He would never get Ariana to fall for him looking like that; Rainey didn’t even want to begin thinking of the consequences she would have to endure if that happened. “Come on, Abe, please. My windows are blacked out, the sun can’t get to you and no one will see you. Please?”
“They’d better not. If I become the laughing stock of my own island…”
“I know, Abe. I’m sorry and I take full responsibility for everything. I’ll get this fixed fast and then we can work on you and Ariana living happily ever after.”
Rainey was counting on Abe’s mood brightening whenever he thought of Ariana and, to her amusement, it worked. Abe smiled and put the toboggan on, being careful to hide every single blue hair.
“Let’s get this over with. Oh, and you can call me My Lord until you get this fixed.” Abe pointed to his head.
“No need to be so sour about it,” Rainey muttered, a little subdued. “You never know, it might even catch on. You could be
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