Free The Lady Is a Vamp by Lynsay Sands Page A

aggressor in these situations. She usually let the men make the moves and do the chasing. Mind you, she did occasionally give a mental push of encouragement to mortal men if she read they were interested and she was attracted to them herself. It saved time. One of the benefits of being immortal, Jeanne Louise supposed. Sadly, she couldn’t use that on Paul. She couldn’t even read him to see if he was interested. She was as ignorant and uncertain in this situation as a mortal woman would be . . . and she didn’t think she particularly cared for it.
    “There we go.” Paul returned to the love seat, remote in hand. Jeanne Louise offered a smile as he settled beside her and pressed the button to start the movie, or at least the FBI warning at the beginning of it.
    They fell into a slightly uncomfortable silence as they waited for the warning to finish rolling over the screen. Paul was staring at it as if the message was one he’d never seen before and needed to read. Jeanne Louise was staring at him, her gaze gliding over his short dark hair, before sliding to his face to take in the slightly weathered boy-next-door good looks.
    By her guess, Paul was in his late thirties or early forties. She supposed he’d waited until his thirties to marry and have Livy. It made her wonder if they’d planned to have more children after Livy and fate had intervened, or if she had been all they’d wanted or could manage. Jeanne Louise briefly considered asking, but then decided against it. Bringing up the deceased wife didn’t seem a smart thing to do when she planned to try to seduce him in the next hour or so.
    Jeanne Louise grimaced slightly at the thought. It was something she was going to have to work up to. It wasn’t like she could just throw herself on him now and plant one on him or something. Actually, having left the approach up to men all these years, she wasn’t exactly sure what she was supposed to do here. Geez.
    “There we go.”
    Jeanne Louise glanced to the screen at that satisfied mutter from Paul to see that the FBI warning was over and he’d fast forwarded through the movie trailers to the feature presentation. A digital clock face took up most of the screen. She took note of the time, and then smiled as the lead character sat up in bed.
    Almost two hours later, Jeanne Louise sat back with a little sigh as the final credits rolled.
    “Good?” Paul asked with a smile.
    “Excellent, like you said,” she responded with a grin.
    Paul chuckled and stood to move to the DVD player, saying, “I have to check on Livy, but we could watch something else if you like. ”
    When he squatted in front of the DVD player, Jeanne Louise moved to join him, dropping to squat at his side as he opened the double doors again to reveal his collection. She glanced quickly over the row of movies, but her mind was on how she was supposed to make moves on him. She’d got kind of distracted with the movie and had lost the plot of what she was supposed to be doing here. The problem was, she didn’t have a clue how to start it. Did she just lunge at the man and plant one on him? Was she supposed to say something smooth and seductive and then plant one on him?
    Cripes, at that moment she couldn’t even recall how the mortal she was presently dating had made his move. As she recalled, he’d just whispered something by her ear as they were dancing and when she’d glanced to him, he’d kissed her. It had seemed so natural at the time. Had he been standing there, holding her in his arms beforehand agonizing over how to do it as she was now? Jeanne Louise hadn’t been in his thoughts at the time, so couldn’t be sure.
    “You’re frowning. Is something wrong?”
    “No,” Jeanne Louise said quickly, and then movement out of the corner of her eye drew her attention. She glanced over to see Boomer entering the room. He padded to her side and pressed against her as she gave him a pet. Continuing to rub his fur, she turned back to the