Free Blood of the Son (Book #1 in the Skye Morrison Vampire Series) (Skye Morrison Series) by J.L. McCoy

ago.  I saw you leaving here one night after you got off work.  Some of my mates and I were having a beer at the bar with Dan.”
    “Oh,” I said, surprised.  “I don’t think I’ve seen you hanging out here before.  I mean, I’ve seen all your shows here, but…”  I blushed and promptly shut my mouth.  I didn’t want to seem like I’d been noticing his every move while in the bar…even though I pretty much had.  Jameson was completely gorgeous.  There is no way anyone could not notice him.
    He smiled and politely looked at a picture on the wall to his left while I stealthily tried to hide the blush with my long hair.  I took a deep breath and cleared my throat. “So, um, how are we going to do this?” I asked.  “I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk yet.”  I looked down at my ankle and knee and cringed when I noticed the swelling.
    Jameson gave me a sly smile and winked at me.  He bent down and scooped me up quickly, carrying me as he did before in his arms.  I felt no pain when he moved me, and I was very grateful for it.  He turned around to leave and stopped by the chair he had been sitting in.  “Grab that for me, love?” he asked, motioning with his head at his jacket.  He gently dipped my body enough so I could reach over and grab the black leather jacket. 
    He walked quickly to the exit and allowed me to reach over and open the door for us.  It was teamwork, getting to the car, and we worked well together.  He walked over to a black sports car located in the very back corner of the dark parking lot and deposited me on the hood.  He took his keys from his pocket and pushed a button.  The trunk popped open and the roof immediately started to fold down into the trunk.  He put my bag into it before the trunk closed itself up.  I looked over at Jameson, impressed. 
    “Nice car,” I said, smiling, then teased. “Do I get to drive us home?”
    He smiled and laughed.  “Let’s wait a bit on that, shall we?  After all, you can’t even walk yet, love.”
    I stuck my bottom lip out in a playful fake pout, and laughed.  “You’re no fun,” I teased.
    Jameson walked up to me, his eyes locked on mine.  He made a place for him to stand between my open legs.  He looked deeply into my eyes, smiled, and reached around behind my head to gently grab a handful of hair at the base of my neck.  He leaned in close, tilted my head back, our noses almost touching, and whispered softly.  “I assure you, love, I can be very, very fun.”
    Oh my god , I thought.  Butterflies fluttered furiously in my stomach and my heart started pounding in excitement.  I took a deep breath in through my nose.  Jameson smelled so damn good!  His scent was absolutely intoxicating.  I looked into his green eyes and felt like I was drowning in hot desire.  I wanted him to kiss me so badly.  I remembered the way he examined my leg while we were in Dan’s office.  His touch was electrifying.  I had never experienced anything like that before and I wanted to feel that again.  For some reason, Jameson set my hormones on fire and I needed to feel his cool skin caress my hot, bare flesh.  
    I decided to throw caution to the wind.  I wanted him.  I leaned in further and wrapped my good leg around him.  “Why don’t you show me just how much fun you can be, Jameson” I said, boldly taking off his beanie and sliding my hands through his hair.  I leaned forward and softly bit his right earlobe.  He sighed and let out a low, rumbling growl. 
    He pulled me away from his ear and captured my awaiting mouth with his.  His lips were soft, wet, and hungry.  His tongue probed along my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, meeting it with mine. A jolt of familiar electricity went through my body and I moaned, shamelessly grinding up against him.  His kiss was perfect, his hands masterful.  He gripped my ass and pulled me tighter to him.  I felt his excitement and in turn, got more excited