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Something
wasn’t right, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. Maybe she was just on edge
after the events of the previous night.
    “Too bad you got sick last night. You
missed a great party,” Lydia said around another yawn.
    Hannah rolled her eyes. “If this is what
someone looks like after a great party, then I think I'll pass.”
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” Lydia
asked defensively.
    With her hands on her hips, Hannah
examined Lydia, and then replied in a matter of fact voice. “It means that you
can barely stand on your own. In fact, I’m not sure you can stand on your own.
All in all, you look like hell.”
    “I just need a little more sleep, that’s
all. I would have slept in this morning, but I figured you’d want to go home. I
was trying to put your needs first.” Lydia was whining, a sure sign that she
needed more sleep. Lydia was generally a sweet person, but never a morning
person.
    Hannah’s arms dropped to her sides. “I’m
sorry. I wasn’t trying to offend you.”
    “I know you weren’t. I’m just tired and
bitchy. You look like you're feeling better. I can’t believe you spilled wine
on that pretty top. Maybe we can still get the stain out.”
    Hannah frowned. She had a strange memory
of someone telling her that she’d spilled wine on her shirt. Maybe what she
remembered was Nathaniel telling her the story they would give Lydia.
    “We should go home now so you can get
some more sleep.” Hannah suggested.
    As Lydia turned to leave she lost her
balance. Dominic caught her, but not before she tried to grab the door frame
and somehow cut her index finger on it. “Ouch! Damn that hurt!”
    Dominic held her in his arms, placed her
bloody finger up to his lips, and then ran his tongue across the wound. “You’re
supposed to kiss it to make it better, right?”
    “No!” Noah snapped.
    “Lydia, you can’t drive in your
condition,” Hannah couldn’t imagine how someone could drive when they were too
weak to walk.
    “Then you drive,” Lydia suggested.
    “I can’t drive a stick,” Hannah reminded
her.
    “I can drive them home,” Dominic said a
little too cheerfully.
    “No!” Noah snapped again.
    “I’ll drive you home and have someone
follow to drive me back,” Nathaniel said, ending all arguments. “I just need to
shower. Please have something to eat while you’re waiting.” Then he seemed to
remember that there wasn’t much in the kitchen. “Sorry, I’m not much of a cook,
and the staff is off for the weekend. Perhaps we could stop and pick something
up?”
    “No, we’ll be fine,” Hannah assured him.
    He nodded, and left the room.
    “It was very nice meeting you,” Noah
said. He scowled at Dominic and put the grapefruit back in the fruit bowl
beside Hannah. “I’ll put this back just in case you feel the urge to throw
something.” Then he followed Nathaniel out of the room.
    Nathaniel waited until they were
upstairs, and far enough from the kitchen to avoid being overheard. “So what
was so urgent that you needed to speak to me now?”
    “Let’s start with why you let your host,
or intended host, sleep over, and then wander unescorted around the house.
Obviously you didn’t feed off of her last night, or she’d look more like her
cousin this morning.” He made no attempt to mask his disgust. “Then we can move
on to the one-way plane ticket you charged last night. Your email
advising me of the transaction was a little vague. Who pissed you off, and why
do I get the impression it has something to do with your new host? My money
would’ve been on Dominic, but he’s still here. Did Drew finally get the boot?
You should just have Drew put down.”
    “You can relax, Noah.” To Noah's
surprise, Nathaniel seemed offended. “I would never harm Hannah.” He took a
deep breath and smiled wistfully. “Noah, she’s everything that I’ve ever
wanted, and she is going to be the mother of my son.”
    Noah’s jaw dropped, and he remained
silent as he