Page 30 of Bite Me
She just shrugged. “I don’t think Anthony would make a big deal out of it if he found out.”
“Not a big deal?! I’m not hitting on my boss,” I hissed. “Jesus!”
Giggling, Cat patted my arm. “He’s hot, Eddie. You’re only human.” She smiled wider. “Only human, get it?”
I shook my head. “Can we drop this subject, please?”
But she was on a roll. She was almost as bad as Sheri. “Have you ever been bitten?”
“I’m not answering that.”
“Oh, c’mon. Everybody does it these days.”
“Have you?”Please start talking about yourself. Please!
Cat lowered her voice, and her eyes gained an excited gleam. “My cousin took me to the big dinner club that belongs to Levi Castillo. Do you know it? It’s called Aglio, which is Italian for garlic. Apparently, Levi is a funny guy. Anyway, we went on a Saturday, a busy night, and oh my God! Not that there were people outright fucking in there, but not far from it. I swear I saw a girl come humping another woman’s thigh in the line to the toilets. The vampire lady bit her right there, and the girl’s eyes just rolled into her head, her mouth made anO, and she moaned like Meg Ryan over lunch. It was wild. If someone approached me, I don’t know what I would have done, but I was tempted to try. But there were many more humans than vampires in there. It’s super popular, like a freaking buffet for the blood drinkers.”
“And did your cousin hook up with someone?”
Chewing a mouthful, Cat pointed at me with her fork. “Getting there. So. Aglio is on top of a hotel, which is, like, a super clever setup because a bunch of vampires always book a room for the night. So this silver fox approaches my cousin Becca at the bar, and he’s all witty and charming, so after a couple of drinks, she goes with him to his suite.”
“Just like that? And what did she say after? Did she like it?”
“Oh yeah. Best sex of her life.” Crunching on a piece of cucumber, Cat got into the story. “The dude was a lawyer or a stockbroker or something like that. Loads of money. Older, maybe seventy, but you know, they don’t really look old until they’re basically on their deathbed. Anyway. She said he kept biting her in places, just taking these small sips, and I think it kinda, like, made the venom last longer or, like, he kept upping the dose or something. So when he fucked her, she said she was coming for, like, all the time.”
Cat was a great copywriter, but you really couldn’t tell by the way she spoke.
“Anyway, he gave her some kind of drink afterward to, like, restore her strength after blood loss, and dude drew her bath. Can you imagine a hookup doing that? He filled the tub with bubbles and massaged her feet; I kid you not. She let him do her again.” Cat rested her elbows on the table and whispered, “Freaking anal! Straight into the back door over the bathroom counter. He bit her when he was in there, and she said she didn’t know she could come with her butthole, but that’s what happened.”
I coughed to get a piece of salad out of the wrong pipe while Cat continued casually.
“She’s really into anal now. She said there’s nothing like having a guy’s hard dick up your butt while he’s drinking from your neck. And because she’s a slut and a half, she gave him her number. Dude’s not from the city, but he calls every time he’s in town for business, and they have themselves a fuckathon at a hotel somewhere. She doesn’t want a relationship with a vampire. She says she wants a family one day, kids and everything, and even if vampires could have kids with people, most of them aren’t into monogamy. Not the older generation, anyway. But she says that as a fuck buddy, he’s the best. He probably has women all over the country since he travels a lot, but hey, not like vampires can carry STDs, so she doesn’t care. When he’s in town, he treats her like a goddess.”
I didn’t know where to start unwrapping all of that, but my stupid brain replaced Cat’s faceless cousin and her vampire fuck buddy with me and Russel.He’ll draw me a bath and then bend me over the bathroom counter…
“But you haven’t been bitten yourself, then?” I asked, chasing the fantasy out of my head.
Cat deflated with a mighty sigh. “No. There was this one guy giving me the look, but I chickened out when Becca left, and I haven’t been since. I don’t want to go alone.”
“My roommate, Sheri, goes to dinner clubs.”
Cat’s eyes got big. “Really? Like regularly?”
“More or less. I could ask if she’d take you with her someday.”
“Wow. That would be fantastic.”
“I’ll talk to her and let you know.”
“Yes, please! I sound like a total hussy, don’t I? But I keep hearing how amazing it is, and I really want to try it, but, like, in a safe way, you know?”
I shrugged. “I’m not into slut-shaming. Go for it and enjoy.”
“Right? You’re a star, Eddie. Thanks.”
A bullet dodged. Cat got distracted by her upcoming dinner club adventure and didn’t mention Russel again. Except all the talk about venom and anal sex had me squirming.
When Russel intercepted us on our way from lunch, I nearly jumped out of my skin.
