Free Dylan (Bowen Boys) by Kathi S. Barton

the room, but not
his life. Over the next ten years, the vampire had come by seldom, but always
with a job Kirby was to do without question. He had learned the hard way not to
ask questions. The knock at his door startled him from his memories, and he
went to answer it.
    “I’m here to help you. Lucius sent me.” He
bumped Kirby as he brushed past him and into the house. “I’ll be staying in the
master suite, and you can sleep down here.”
    “But I—” The man turned to look at him
with a smile he’d seen Lucius use before. It said “fuck with me and I’ll fuck
you up.” Kirby nodded.
    “I’m a wolf, did he mention that? My
name is Deveron. Anyway, I’ll be looking during the evenings for that bitch
that you let get away. I can’t let someone see this giant wolf sniffing around,
now can I? I like my meals to be brought to me on a tray and left outside the
room. I want steak at least once a day, rare, and no vegetables. And chocolate.
I love chocolate.”
    Kirby nodded, making notes on a scrap of
paper he’d pulled from his pocket. By the time Deveron had finished, Kirby had
two pages of his wants and a list of places to find the things Kirby had no
idea how to get. But the one he knew he was going to have the most trouble with
was the women.
    Deveron wanted two a day. He wanted them
on the plump side: “More to pound into, if you know what I mean” he’d said when
Kirby had stared at him. He didn’t, but said nothing. Kirby was also to call
off work so that he could be at Deveron’s beck and call. Kirby had already
called off for that day, thinking to get the garage cleared out without the
women there to pester him.
    He thought he’d give just about anything
to have them there doing just that. When Deveron went up the stairs to check
out his new “digs,” Kirby went to his office to call his secretary. She
answered on the first ring.
    “I won’t be in for the rest of the week,
Miss Black. I have caught a nasty flu and I don’t want to waste my energy
coming in there to not get my rest.” She asked if she could get him anything.
“No. I’m going to be fine. Just make sure you don’t leave early because I’m not
there, and no taking a longer lunch.”
    After hanging up with her, he made a
call to the bar that Deveron had told him to get the hookers from. The man
asked who it was for, and Kirby told him. The man seemed a little pissy after
that.
    “You tell him that if he hurts one of
them I’m going to tell his master. I won’t have him beating them to shit so
they can’t work. You tell him that Sheppard told you that.”
    “I will, sir. I promise.” Kirby told him
that he needed two women a day for an unknown amount of time. “And he would
like them at the same time.”
    “He’ll get what I send him and nothing
more.” The line went dead, and Kirby laid it gently into the cradle. He knew
this man was going to kill one of the prostitutes and he was going to get
blamed for it. Forty minutes later, someone was at the front door.
    ~~~
    George watched the young girl at the
stove. She seemed to be enjoying herself, so he sat still at the table and
grinned. She had Dylan’s scent all over her and she didn’t even realize what
had happened to her. When she turned and saw him there, she flushed.
    “I didn’t hear you come in. I was hungry
and thought…you’re Dylan’s dad.” He nodded. “Yeah, thought so. He looks like
you. Want something to eat?”
    “Yes, that would be nice.” She filled a
plate and handed it to him. When he started to protest at taking her breakfast,
she waved him off.
    “I’m doing this to keep from running. I
want to.” She looked at the door, then back at what she was doing with the
bacon. “I’ve never been one to stick out a relationship, and this one has the
markings of being more than a little bit over the wall strange.”
    “It doesn’t have to be.” He bit into the
eggs and moaned. “Oh my, this is very good. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten