Free Needed: A BBW Vampire Blood Courtesans Romance by Ever Coming, Michelle Fox Page B

been for me.”
    That filled me with more joy that I cared to admit, even to myself. Goodness, if he had told me he felt like that with other women, I probably would have cried or died. Or cried until I died. Whichever which way, it would have been a mess. Thank goodness I didn’t need to have that added to the pile of stuff currently residing on my shoulders.
    “Will it always be like that for us?” I tipped my cup not wanting him to see my face as he answered. It didn’t matter which answer he gave, I was going to be a blushing fool. Although if I had to pick, yes was my answer of choice.
    “Probably not. That was us binding.”
    What? It was the first I heard of this and it sounded, well, ginormous. I dared a small peek. He was sitting there smiling, his dimples calling to me. Whatever binding was, it made him ecstatic.
    “It’ll probably be better from here on in.”
    “Better?” I almost called bullshit, because let’s face it, things could not be better than that. “How’s that even possible? And what do you mean by binding?”
    “One thing at a time, beautiful.” He pointed to my plate, which was still completely full. “Eat. You lost some blood last night and you need to build back up.”
    I put my now mostly empty cup down and picked up my fork. His tone told me he was being serious and he was right about the blood thing from all I had read even if I was feeling fine. Scratch that, I was so much better than fine.
    “Did you take a lot? My blood I mean.”
    “Eat and I promise to explain all things as long as you do so.”
    “Fine.” I huffed in false protest and took a heaping bite full of eggs. He kept looking at me expectantly so I took another, followed by another, sampling all of the offerings on the plate. I could see the moment he was satisfied I was taking his command seriously.
    “Did I take a lot? No, very little actually.” That probably why I felt so good and none of the fatigue symptoms I had heard of. “You came and then I came before I had much to eat.” I nearly choked on my breakfast at that. I may have spit out a bit of egg, much to Jameson’s amusement. And by may have, I mean I totally did.
    “So you’re hungry?” I hadn’t thought of that. Here I was shoveling food into my face at his request and I failed to feed him properly the night before.
    “Eat, beautiful. I will get to it. I promise.”
    I picked up my toast and made a grand gesture of popping a piece I tore off into my mouth.
    “That’s it.”
    I should be miffed by the patronizing words, but for some reason his praise, even over something as dumb as eating a piece of toast, had me floating.
    “So I took little because it turned out my instincts were right and the binding took over.”
    I opened my mouth to speak and he pointed to my food, which I not so begrudgingly ate.
    “Most vampires consider binding a lore. I actually don’t know anyone who has found their true bond mate, but they are probably out there.” His voice changed as he spoke and I almost wondered if he was talking to me or working it out in his head at that point. “I know I don’t plan to shout it from the mountains. It would put a bullseye on you if my enemies should appear.”
    “Your…” His finger on my lips stopped me. I hadn’t thought of him having enemies. I knew vampires had a whole world I didn’t even begin to know about, but enemies never crossed my mind.
    “Eat.” He really needed to save his bossiness for a better time. My guess was that better time would be during the spankings he teased about yesterday because it was becoming clearer by the moment that Mr. Vampire Jameson had turned me into a hormonal freak and we had yet to remove any clothing other than my shoes.
    “No, I don’t have enemies, but I didn’t exactly make friends when I saved Bob. I think I destroyed all threats, but as long as you are human, I don’t want to chance it.”
    As long as…. It kept playing over and over again in my head. He