in the house, she wouldn’t even leave the townhouse and sulk otherwise in private.
Hell, she had asked for this.
Whatever made her think she could go up against Kaleb Tepes and not get hurt in the process? Technically, other than the sting of the bite marks and her wounded pride, he hadn’t exactly caused her real pain. Though eventually, the son of a bitch would hurt her and no doubt break her heart if she were ever foolish enough to drop her guard. Kaleb was a selfish bastard who loved no one other than his family and MC. He went through women like water through a sieve. And for that reason alone, she had worked damn hard over the years to ignore his existence. Well, other than her one night of weakness when she thought to proposition his twin, Kane. What better way to make Kaleb seethe than to sleep with his brother? But Suzi’s plan hadn’t worked and Kane had turned her down flat. The vampire had not been available to her, or anyone for that matter, because he had actually been in love with her best friend from high school, Cara Brahnam, though at the time he hadn’t been aware of it.
When it came to Kaleb Tepes, Suzi was way out of her league. So keeping her distance had become a priority to protect her vulnerable heart. In the end, the one thing that had worked in her favor and earned her his scorn was his nephew Ion Tepes. Kaleb made it obvious he resented her affair with Ion and wanted nothing to do with her. And of course, she had never bothered to share what her true relationship with his brother’s son had been. Certainly, she had loved Ion the way a sister loved a brother. They spent a great deal of time together, giving her many wonderful memories following his death. She had been a donor for Ion on several occasions when a lover hadn’t been available to him, but the feeding had always been plutonic in nature. Suzi was of the wrong sex to entice Ion on any other level and Ion appreciated having Suzi as a buffer. As long as his father, mother, and uncle, not to mention the rest of the Sons thought that Suzi was his old lady, then no one would guess the real truth.
Suzi had taken his secret to the grave.
It had never been hers to tell in the first place.
The door to townhouse opened, then shut, indicating Tamera had probably finished her day at the Florence Times . Tamera started there as a journalist several months back, finally landing her dream job. Though now she spent her days covering social events about the city, and waiting for the day they actually gave her a juicy assignment worthy of the front page.
Grabbing her silk scarf from the bathroom doorknob, where she had hung it as she finished dressing, Suzi headed down the narrow staircase for the living area where she found Tamera putting on a new pot of coffee.
“Hey,” Suzi said as she dropped her scarf by her pocketbook on an end table next to the worn, brown leather sofa.
Tamera turned and smiled, her green eyes turning up at the corners. “How did last night go?”
Suzi pulled out a stool next to the center island and sat, leaning her chin onto her palm. “I’ll take one of those when you get the pot made.”
“Bad night?”
“First clue?”
Tamera laughed. “Your mood. I take it things didn’t go well with Hawk.”
“You would be correct.”
Her roommate’s gaze landed on the red wounds on Suzi’s neck. “Wow, I thought you’d given up on feeding those bloody vampires. Your words, not mine,” she quickly added.
“Yeah, well apparently Hawk decided to change my mind.”
“You okay with that?”
Suzi shook her head. “Not that he cares.”
“You want to talk about it?” Tamera took a seat beside Suzi, the coffeepot beginning to gurgle.
Coffee always seemed to perk her up. But after the pot she had already consumed, if she didn’t put something in her stomach, she’d wind up with caffeine shakes to rival all others. Suzi grabbed a banana from the basket on the island, peeled it and took a bite.
Finally