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“You look like someone crapped in your favourite shoes…” Morgana said as she flicked a look at Nathaniel across the small space in the front seat of his car.
Daniella had refused to ride with a vampire and Harold had taken his car. It wasn’t exactly fast, and looked like it belonged to a teacher, and the only other person that had agreed to ride with them had been Jessica, and that was because she was still flashing her boobs and fluttering her lashes at the professor for all that she was worth.
Michael and Julian had chosen to ride together.
They had something of a convoy going on as they drove across town towards the abandoned warehouses on the south side.
“Did you notice the way that the professor and Daniella were talking with their minds to each other?” Nathaniel asked.
It was something that was niggling at him that he couldn’t drop.
“Yep. Neat spell – they must be using a very powerful amulet…”
“So, it can be done? They’re not like pod people or village of the damned…?”
“Now don’t reflect your shortcomings on others…” Morgana grinned.
Even while her insides were dancing to the tune of apprehension – tension – and plain old nerves at what could be waiting for them. She chose to concentrate on him.
Nathaniel made her feel safe in an uncertain world.
He wasn’t infallible, but he was the one person that she relied on to have her back. She didn’t know if the others would cut and run, but him … not in a million years.
“But, according to you I have so many…”
“I could write a very long list…”
“Ergo, deflecting…”
“Like tinfoil behind the radiator.” She tossed back and he gave her a very strange look. “Proved to send the heat into the room…” she backed up her story with fact.
“O-k-a-y…” Nathaniel took a moment to think about it, and then he leaned sideways towards her a little. “Did anyone ever mention to you – and stop me if you have heard this before – because I sense that maybe, just maybe, it’s been there in your past…”
“Oh for the love of timing get on with it!”
“You’re strange.”
“Says the dead guy that feeds on blood and is a walking – talking corpse…” She raised her eyebrows back at him.
Nathaniel snapped back upright in his seat.
“Ok, I’ll give you that.”
“You didn’t give it to me. I earned it.”
“Fine, brownie points for you.” Nathaniel shot her a questioning look. “Talk about peeing in corners and claiming your territory.”
“I’m sure that’s what you do on those nights that Julian says you sit on the roof opposite my house and watch like a creepy stalker…”
“Oh, I do a lot more than that, especially when your curtains are open and there’s this strange buzzing…”
Morgana slapped her hand over his mouth.
“Too far…” she hissed and he pulled his head away from her hand.
“Hmm, not far enough – is two your limit?” He shot her a devilish grin and his eyes flashed with amusement.
“I’m not …” she shook her head. “There are no words…” she bit out.
“There are some … along with the moans, want me to tell you what you say in the heat of the…”
“No!”
“I’m sure I heard my name a few…”
“Oh – my – Goddess. If we weren’t driving to rescue people and kill the bad guys I would so zap your backside to kingdom come right now…”
“Speaking of that kingdom called come…”
“Watch the road!” She snapped and Nathaniel chuckled.
“I am watching the road.”
“Then stop speaking – because everyone knows that men can not multitask.”
“I’m not an ordinary man – which leads me back to that Kingdom called…”
“I will kill you.”
“Not called that…” he said shaking his head.
“I swear … I will let the bad guy with the claws and the fangs and the fur eat you…”
“In a sexual way?” Nathaniel looked confused.
“Just … drive!” She bit out. Preferring the silence to him.
Nathaniel leaned back in…
“Can we talk about this after the…?”
“No!”
“Sure?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, you’re sure or yes you changed your mind and…”
“Please make it stop…” Morgana bit out.
She wasn’t entirely sure if she wanted to head butt the dashboard herself or make him do it to himself with her magic – either way it would be a lot quieter inside her swirling mind.