Seduction's Kiss (The Allure Chronicles)
were you with that
vampire?”
    “Duncan? I was trying
to stay away from a creep I was staying with. I’m only here because
my friend’s visiting her boyfriend.”
    “So you don’t live in
New Orleans?” There was a note of disappointment in his voice that
made my heart soar.
    “I live in
Atlanta.”
    “Ok, drink this.”
Mayanne brought over a cup of something red.
    “What is that?” I was
skeptical of drinking anything after the night I’d had.
    “It’s not going to
taste good, but it will rid your body of the magic and anything
those vampire teeth left behind.”
    “Go on, drink it. I
promise Mayanne wouldn’t hurt you.” Owen’s words were enough. I
took a sip. I recoiled, but cleansing my body of those vampires was
worth it. I drank the whole thing down.
    She smiled. “I’m
impressed. I’ve never seen a human drink that without being
forced.”
    “I’ve had a rough few
days.”
    “Hopefully some rest
will help.”
    “Rest? But I have to
get home.” I glanced around at the room. It looked like a kitchen
that hadn’t been updated in decades. I still had no idea where we
were.
    She shook her head.
“Not yet. You need to stay and rest a few hours. I need to make
sure this worked.”
    “I’ll stay with her.”
Owen started to stand up.
    “I would have
insisted.” She took the empty cup. “I’ll get you something else to
wear as well.”
    I looked down at the
ripped lace dress, remembering I had nothing else on under it.
    She seemed to sense the
direction my thoughts were going in. “Do you feel strong enough to
clean up?”
    I nodded, but then
turned to Owen. “Will you still be here when I get done?”
    He smiled. “I am your
ride home after all.”
    “Those beautiful wings
are real?” I knew they had to be. We’d flown, there was no other
explanation.
    “You think they’re
beautiful?” he asked with genuine surprise.
    “Absolutely. I’ve
wanted to touch them since I first saw them.”
    “She’s made for a
paranormal, Owen. That includes Pterons.”
    An unreadable
expression crossed his face. “I’ll wait here.”
    Mayanne took my arm to
steady me as she led me down the hall. She opened the door to a
small bathroom and helped me wash off and change into some fresh
clothes. “You were very lucky tonight.”
    “I know. I could be
dead right now.” The reality of how close to death I’d been was
hitting me full force. I’d been living a nightmare.
    “And he’ll come
around.” She helped me slip into a soft cotton dress. It felt
strange to have someone I didn’t know dress me, but I was too weak
to argue. Besides, anything was better than that old lace
dress.
    “Owen?”
    “Yes. I can tell your
feelings for him run deep.”
    They did. That reality
was an easier one to accept. “I already knew he was attractive, and
now he saved my life.”
    “You really think your
interest lies in his appearance? He’s a handsome young man—but
that’s not it.” She put some sort of first aid ointment on my
shoulder and neck.
    “I barely know
him.”
    “And you’re going to
have to work hard to find out more.” She took the old ripped dress.
“For right now you need to rest before he takes you home.”
    I nodded. “Thank you
for all the help.”
    “Of course.” She led me
down to a small bedroom with a double bed. “Rest here.”
    “Is Owen still in the
house?” I asked.
    “I’m right here.”
    I turned, and he was in
the hallway. “I can sit with you if you want.”
    I nodded. “Please,
do.”
    I lay down on the white
and red quilt, and Owen sat down in the chair next to the bed.
    “Don’t let me sleep too
long.”
    “I won’t.”
    I tried to keep my eyes
open so I could enjoy the time I could with him, but my eyes were
too heavy. My lids closed.
    “What’s your name?” He
asked in half a whisper.
    “Daisy.”
    “That’s a beautiful
name.”
    “Thank you.”
    “I’m glad you’re okay.
You scared me. I thought I was too late when we first

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