Free The Vampire (THE VAMPIRE Book 1) by Sandrine Genier Page A

the bathroom and found a good sized bedroom with two large windows and a large walk in closet. Upon further investigation he learned the windows looked out onto a narrow private patio.
    Jason just stood and stared. This couldn’t be all for him. He had to be sharing this space with someone else. And there was still one last door to check at the end of the hall. He walked to that and paused outside the door. He knocked first before cautiously opening it. Then he stood in the open doorway as he tried to take in the meaning of what he saw.
    All of his life he had had to share living space with someone else. He had been squeezed into small spaces, always limited and confined whether with brother, roommate or stranger in tight bedrooms or dorm rooms or tiny cramped apartments. Always.
    He stood in what was easily the largest bedroom he had ever seen. A bed stood near the center of the room with a mattress that was still factory wrapped. It turned out to be queen sized, but it had appeared smaller at first, dwarfed by the sheer size of the room. Along one entire wall was a walk in closet. In fact, a ridiculous amount of closet space . He laughed. French doors opened out to a larger area of the same patio he had already seen part of, which turned out to be more of his own private patio, and this was connected by a wooden gate to an even larger common patio at the back of the house. Two big windows on either side of the French doors offering a southern exposure streamed gentle light into the room. Jason sat on the bed, the only place in the apartment to sit down, as he looked all around him. He was totally overwhelmed.
    This couldn’t all be for him. He didn’t have to share this space with anyone else? He had never had this much living space all to himself, not ever. He would never have been able to find, much less afford, anything even remotely like this. And except for the lack of his own kitchen, this was just like having his own luxury apartment. He did a mental inventory: two bedrooms, a huge living room. With a fireplace. A private entrance. Private patio. Bay window with street view. Ample closets and storage… He could not get his mind around it.
    He walked around the entire apartment again, taking in all of the details once more.
    “And to think,” he laughed to himself aloud, “I hesitated.”
    For several more minutes he stood in the emptiness and felt small, at a loss what to do next.
    Well, at least I have a bed to sleep in—linens! I’ll need those. A chair, a TV, towels… His mind began to race. He looked through his bags for his phone to voice record a list of needed items.. Then he went room to room. Bathroom: everything. Oh, and cleaning supplies, laundry stuff. There didn’t seem to be any. A table lamp; a table to put it on. His mind churned with all he would require. But for now, he thought, just for tonight—what do I need most? That helped him to narrow the list down.
    And—provisions . Don’t forget those, he reminded himself. He took his list and went through the kitchen to see what was most needed there. But first he headed out to the garage to see the car he would have access to. This was another most welcome surprise; a vehicle he could use. This would make getting everything he needed a lot easier.
    In the garage he admired the sleek black Covington; last year’s model. A roomy four-door sedan with dark grey interior—he had only ever seen pictures of one, and now he was going to have one to drive. How could any of this possibly get better?
    Back in the kitchen he opened the refrigerator to see how much space he had available, since he assumed he would be sharing this with Augere.
    The refrigerator was starkly empty. Jason searched the clean interior. Nothing. Not so much as a single can of Coke. Not one condiment. Not a remnant of leftovers brought home from a restaurant. Empty and as new looking as if it had been bought and delivered that day. He checked the drawers and cupboards. Not a