Oleif behind me and was instantly embarrassed by my clumsiness. I took a cautious step forward and was suddenly ten feet away. I growled in frustration and tried again. I deliberately put my leg down slowly, rolled heel-to-toe, and took a step. When I saw that it worked, I spontaneously whooped with joy and took another step. I was suddenly in the kitchen.
“Dammit!” I swore as I looked down at my treacherous feet in frustration.
“It takes control to walk like a human, Morrison,” Hagan chuckled as he flashed next to me. “You’re fresh out of the coffin, so it may take some practice.”
I cringed at the word coffin . It was yet another reminder of my new condition. I still felt the disappointment of realizing I had been turned instead of killed like I asked, and it quickly morphed into anger. “Practice, HELL! Who has time for practice? Oh, that’s right… ME! I have all of eternity free now!”
Sensing the dangerous shift in my emotions, Aoife flashed over from the couch and took my arm. “Bath time,” she sing-songed as she turned me toward the hall.
“She doesn’t leave my sight,” Oleif growled, suddenly on the other side of me, as he took my right arm.
“Whatever floats your boat,” Aoife shrugged and steered me down the hall. To my surprise, I had managed a somewhat slow flash.
When we got into my bathroom, I had a sudden flashback of the last time I was in here. I was curled up on the floor a foot away from where I stood now, vomiting blood. The room was spotless and I took a deep breath in through my nose. The strong scent of bleach hit my airway and I wrinkled my nose at its harshness.
Aoife started the shower and I looked back at Oleif’s massive form that was filling the doorway. “Can I have some privacy, please?”
Oleif cocked his eyebrow, crossed his arms over his chest, leaned against the doorframe and shook his head.
“Are you seriously just going to stand there and watch me undress?” I frowned deeply as I crossed my arms as well.
He gave me another cock of his eyebrow, his bored eyes saying this was the last place he wanted to be… babysitting a “creature”. I sighed in frustration and rolled my eyes.
“Fine,” I growled as Aoife put a waning hand on my arm.
“Just ignore him,” she said calmly. “I’m sure you don’t have anything he hasn’t seen a million times before. Take a deep breath, relax, and meet me in the kitchen when you are done. I’ll go heat you up some blood, okay?”
I made a face at the mention of blood even as my mouth watered. I watched Oleif momentarily step aside to allow her to leave before his towering form filled the door again.
I can do this , I silently pumped myself up as I faced away from him and began peeling myself out of my stiff, blood soaked tank. Parts of it were crusted to me and I couldn’t wait clean all the dried blood and God knows what else off me. I kicked off my shoes and when I went to peel my socks off, my new strength ripped them off my feet instead. I looked at the two torn pieces of fabric in my hand and sighed. Oh well. It’s not like the blood stains were actually going to come out in the wash anyway.
When I was completely naked, I took my clothes and threw them in the wastebasket a few feet away. I flashed to the shower and accidentally slammed the glass door upon closing it. The glass shook violently and I was sure it would shatter any second. I carefully poked the door with one finger and it instantly stilled. I breathed a sigh of relief and tried to ignore the snicker coming from Oleif.
The blazing hot water felt heavenly on my newly sensitized skin. Each droplet of water was an assault at first, but silkily caressed my skin as it slid down. The sensations I was feeling were completely new to me and I spent a few minutes studying how each droplet felt on different parts of my body.
After the newness wore off, I went to work