Free Rosko, Mandy - Night and Day (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Mandy Rosko Page A

longer than three seconds.
    Then Ben frowned. “How did you even find out this was the place anyway?”
    Cedric decided to stop being such a chick and get out from hiding behind his bed. “It’s okay, Ben, he obviously wants to talk here.”
    And that really didn’t give Cedric much hope about their current standing.
    What the hell had he been thinking? This was a vampire lord for God’s sake. Silus wouldn’t be used to, or like, having plans he’d made changed on him last minute.
    Cedric kept his eyes on Silus’s dark ones. Neither of them gave Ben the time of day anymore. But from his peripheral vision, he could see Ben looking between the two of them with that glare of distrust Cedric was becoming more and more familiar with.
    He made to walk out the door behind Cedric, then stopped and leaned in close enough to make one of those whispers that everyone could hear. “I’ll be around if you need me.”
    Silus growled.
    Cedric grinned at the possessiveness. Wow, he was totally loving that a vampire was being greedy with his toys, which was messed up. He needed to start taking meds and then get them updated, because he should not be happy about something like that. “I’ll be okay.”
    Ben sent Silus one more unconvinced glare before he opened the door a crack and slipped out.
    And then there were two.
    “Well, now what?” Cedric asked, not sure if he should be preparing himself for a round of fighting or fucking. His heart ran a nervous race at the thought of either.
    Silus said nothing. Keeping their eyes locked, he walked around the bed. Cedric thought he was coming to him, but then he kept right on going, turning his back and stopping at the door.
    Cedric tensed, thinking he was going to open the door and announce himself. “What are you—?”
    Keeping his back to him—which Cedric was getting really pissed about by the way—Silus turned the deadbolt with a smooth snick. “Your guard forgot to lock this.”
    Cedric started breathing again. At least he knew Silus wasn’t about to commit suicide by announcing to a house full of sun sprites that he was inside. “Oh, well, that’s okay. No one but him ever visits me in my room anyway.”
    Silus’s shoulders tensed up in a way that made Cedric purr on the inside. Then that gorgeous head of shoulder-length black hair turned. Cedric caught a look of one very angry-looking, dark eye. “Are you certain he is merely your guard?”
    He should be afraid for his life right now. A vampire was looking at him like he was going to rip him a new one if he uttered the wrong word. If Cedric had ever had more experience with vampires, maybe he would have been scared. Right now, he was smirking.
    Cedric flopped on his ass on his bed, arms out behind him, supporting his weight, and legs spread just enough to throw out some ideas without being outwardly lewd. “Ben is my guard. That’s it. If you want me to prove it, you can come over here.”
    Silus frowned just a little. “That would prove nothing.”
    All joking left him. He got serious because Silus was being so somber about it. It was one thing for the vamp to show a little jealousy. Everyone did that at one time or another, and it didn’t necessarily mean anything. But Silus was hanging onto it despite Cedric’s attempt to laugh it off.
    He was genuinely concerned that Cedric might have something going on with his childhood friend.
    This was where they had to have the awkward talk. They had to talk feelings in a situation where there might not be any.
    “He is only a friend, but what would it matter to you if he was more than that?”
    Silus’s face took on a demon-like snarl. His features didn’t transform or anything like those fake vampires from Buffy— yes, he watched that show . But still. Whoa. Cedric never wanted that look directed at him ever again.
    “I already told you the last time we were together. You are mine.”
    Cedric leaned forward, putting his elbows on his knees and gripping his hands