Forced To Buy A Vampire Slave

Forced To Buy A Vampire Slave -Chapter 38-

Chapter 38:

I woke up, the sun streaming in my still-closed eyes.

I covered my eyes with my arm, grimacing.

The memories from last night started to drift back to my mind and I smiled slightly.

Last night was...nice.

Ha, nice. Yeah, right.

It was awesome!

Corey was...let's just say if I hadn't said something I wouldn't still be wearing my purity ring.

I could hear music playing very softly, it was Green Day; one of their early albums.

I moved my arm, opening my eyes slowly.

I inhaled deeply then sat up, the blankets wrapped around my half-naked body.

"Good morning."

I jumped slightly, looking over at Corey who was standing on the opposite side of the room, still shirtless.

I put a hand to my chest; "Jesus, Corey, don't do that."

He smiled, taking a sip out of the mug he held.

"Sorry, it's not my fault you're unaware of your surroundings." He said.

He sat down on the bed next to me; "Blood?" He offered with a grin, handing the cup to me.

"No, thanks." I replied, smiling softly.

"You sure? You don't want to at least try it?"

I looked at the mug; "I'm sure."

"Just take a sip; I wanna see what you think of it." He prompted.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just...an experiment."

I took the mug from his hand, peering down at the red liquid inside.

I put the cup to my lips, taking a small drink from it.

I swallowed the warm blood.

I felt an odd sensation at the back of my throat and I felt my cheeks heat-up.

I handed the cup back to him; he was staring intently at me.

"What?" I asked.

"What'd you think?"

I shrugged.

"Nothing?" He asked. "You didn't...like it?"

"Did you think I would?"

"Um, no, I just..." He trailed off.

He sighed and took a drink of the blood.

I could still taste it slightly, lingering at the back of my throat.

I swallowed.

"I guess I was wrong." He muttered.

"About what?" I inquired.

"Oh, nothing, not important." He smiled at me. "So did you sleep well? Any nightmares?"

"Uh, no, surprisingly." I replied.

"That's good."

I nodded, glancing around. "I need clothes." I stated, remembering I was just in my bra and underwear.

He leaned over and picked a shirt off the floor and handed it too me. "That's good enough for now."

I took it from him; it was his black T-shirt that had a skull on it.