Free Vampires and Vixens (Psy-Vamp) by Cassandra Lawson Page A

made it into the club. Justin
looked like a clean-cut version of Isaiah. He was the same height, same
build, but he had short hair and no glasses. He looked a little uptight for the
club in his black silk shirt, and dress pants. Hannah noticed that he kept
staring at Caitlin. At one point Caitlin noticed too and flipped him off.
    Hannah wasn’t sure when her drink was
emptied or replaced, but she was aware that she was feeling more than a little
tipsy. She must not have been the only person feeling more daring, because a
mosh pit had formed at the front of the club. People were slamming into each
other with wild abandon. Caitlin set down her drink, and made her way to the
front.
    “Stupid woman is going to get herself
killed,” she heard Justin yell. He followed Caitlin into the mosh pit.
    Hannah could just make out Caitlin’s
elbow as it slammed into Justin’s face, knocking him to the ground.
    Noah laughed so hard that he spit beer
on Hannah. He tried to stop laughing and apologize, but he just laughed harder.
    Hannah was tipsy enough that she was
more amused than annoyed. That didn’t stop her from leaning over, grabbing the
front of his shirt, and threatening him. “If you spit beer at me again, I’ll
take you up there and knock your ass on the floor too.”
    A mischievous glint lit Noah’s eyes. “Don’t
tempt me, sweetheart,” he said into her ear. “You aren’t really the mosh pit
type.”
    “Is that so?”
    He nodded and took another swig of beer.
    She got up and walked toward the front.
A stunned Noah followed close behind. She was about to lose her nerve, when
Caitlin spotted her and dragged her in. Hannah felt people slam into her body
from all sides. The music was loud. Strobe lights flashed every once in a
while. At first she felt disoriented. Almost every sense was assaulted. She
smelled the alcohol, sweat, and perfume from the people around her. She heard
the loud music and the shouts of the crowd. The strobe lights combined with the
sheer size of the crowd made it impossible to focus on just one thing. She felt
the people crashing into her from all directions.
    The whole experience was like a drug.
Soon she found herself slamming her body into the people around her. She’d
never felt so alive! Adrenaline rushed through her body. Then she felt herself
being lifted by the waist from behind.
    Noah was doing his best to drag her out
of the fray. It wasn’t easy. He put her down as soon as they made it out. She
shoved him back in, and then crashed into him hard. Someone hit her hard from
behind and she went down to her knees. Noah lifted her up again, this time over
his shoulder, and carried her all the way back to the table.
    “That was amazing!” she shouted. “I want
back in!”
    “You’re drunk,” Noah said. It was then
that she noticed blood coming from his nose.
    “Oh! You’re hurt.”
    He grabbed a drink napkin and put it on
his nose. “Some drunk girl head butted me when I was trying to save her crazy
backside. My brother would never forgive me if you got hurt.”
    She ducked her head, feeling a little
guilty. “I’m really sorry about your nose.”
    “Hey, don’t worry about it,” he assured
her. “I’ve gotten much worse in a mosh pit.”
    Caitlin came back to the table looking
more animated than Hannah had ever seen her. The last band had finished playing
so they could talk without yelling. “That was so awesome! I had no idea you
were such a maniac, Hannah! Trish is too much of a wimp to mosh.”
    Trish stuck out her tongue. “I’m not
into pain.”
    “I don’t like receiving pain,” Caitlin
explained. Then she pointed a finger at Justin who was scowling from his seat
beside Isaiah. His left eye was bruised and swollen. “I like inflicting pain.”
    Justin looked like he couldn’t decide
whether he wanted to strangle Caitlin or kiss her. When Caitlin turned her back
on him, he smacked her ass hard and stormed out of the club. She nearly toppled
over from the