Vampire Hunter // Colby Brock

~ Part 74 ~

Colby and I walked at human speed up the stairs away from everyone else. They were still talking in the garage about this or that, mostly friend stuff I had no idea about. And since I'd felt a little left out, I'd decided to follow Colby to his room. We went inside and sat down on his bed together, me leaning against the headboard and him the wall. "Are you guys ever going to move out of this house?" I asked curiously as I brushed my fingers through my hair.

"Well, yes. At some point. Me and the guys have forever to work out living situations though." Ouch. 'Me and the guys'. That hurt though I'd never admit that. I stared into his bright blue eyes almost dreamily.

"I was just wondering because this seems like such a great space for you all." I shrugged and shuffled around to be more comfortable, curling my knees up to my chest.

"It is. We actually found it before we were all turned." He told me honestly, reaching out to take my hand. I let him pull me on top of him, straddling his legs. "We've been friends for a while now." The cutest grin ever spread across his face.

"How did this whole thing happen to you?" I brushed my fingers playfully through his hair. He watched me for a few moments, the way I moved and trailed my eyes over him.

"It's a lot to be honest. I was the first to be turned so it was hardest for me." His voice had so much emotion in it that it made me want to grab a pack of tissues. "I was actually turned because of a bitch who decided to use me as a walking blood bag." I felt bad for asking but wanted to hear the rest of the story. "The short version is she accidentally turned me one day and explained everything to me. I was furious and may or may not have killed her. I was stronger even though she was older than me."

"What about the others?" I trailed my fingers over his arms and shoulders, up past his neck to touch his face. He was relaxed beneath me, seemingly smiling a little.

"You should ask them for those stories, get to know them better. Elton has a particularly good one." I brought my eyes up from his lips to meet his eyes. I casually leaned forwards a little more.

"Maybe I will." I slipped off of his lap. "Later." In his closet, I decided to start changing clothes. Just putting on one of his hoodies. Just as I was about to pull it over my head, a slight breeze flew past me.

"You know I'll stick around as much as possible to protect you, right?" He asked, his hand holding the hoodie that was still in mine. He was preventing me from putting it on for some reason.

"Yeah, I know." I smiled at him, reaching up. Before I could touch his face again, though, he pushed me almost aggressively against the wall and attached his lips to mine. My heart pretty much stopped and I gasped out of pure shock. His hands slid down my sides, stopping on my hips and pulling me close. I automatically melted into him, my arms wrapping around his neck. His tongue slipped into my mouth as he gently picked me up. There was a barely even a breeze this time. I was so focused on him. The bed was suddenly beneath me and Colby's body was pressing me against it. My heart was racing. I slipped my hands under his shirt, starting to lift it up. My legs felt actually wobbly even though I wasn't standing on them. Colby slipped his own hands under my shirt, his cold yet warm fingers leaving a trail of tingles behind. I managed to get his shirt over his head and he threw it down onto the floor, pulling away from my lips so that we could breathe. Not that he needs to. He kissed down my neck carefully, stopping at the neck of my shirt. He pulled it up and over my head then kissed me again. I flipped us, straddling his waist and kissing down his jaw. He let out a low uncontrollable growl as I continued to his neck and chest...