Real Vampires Don't Wear Size Six (Glory St. Clair #7)

Real Vampires Don't Wear Size Six (Glory St. Clair #7) Page 3

"You okay, Glory?" Penny had obviously taken out her earbuds.

"As well as can be expected. Jerry's gone. Business trip." I headed back to the couch. I might never get dressed again. Maybe I'd sell my business. Become one of those weird vampires who lived in a cave and flew with bats. I was so depressed I was thinking about giving up cute shoes.

"Did you two break up?" Penny hurried into the kitchen and came out with a bottle of synthetic. She shoved it into my hand. "You look terrible."

"Thanks." I took a swig. "Not a total breakup, hopefully. Just a time-out. Don't worry about me. I always bounce back. I've had lots and lots of practice." I pushed down the urge to throw myself on the couch and cry bitter tears. Nope, I had a job to do here. Might as well get on with it. But two weeks with Jerry gone. I ached already.

"So you guys have split before?" Penny peered at me like she was trying to break through my mental blocks. No way was I letting her into my thoughts again, though constantly keeping her out was a pain and a half. Literally. It always gave me a nagging headache and vamps can't exactly take Excedrin.

"We're taking a break. We do that sometimes. He'll be back." I stared down into my bottle, then determinedly shook off the urge to smack myself with it. "Now tell me about your transformation, Penny. How did that weird vampire get hold of you?"

Penny sighed and sat across from me. "This story won't cheer you up. It was pretty pathetic."

"I understand pathetic. I just barely stopped short of grabbing Jerry's ankle and having him kick me off. And looking like this." I waved my hand at my rat's nest of a hairdo. "Spill."

"I had a blind date. The only kind I ever have lately." Penny made a face. "Surprise, surprise."

"Nonsense. You're full of potential. Jerry has a sister with hair that color. The Scots love it." I smiled encouragingly. "Keep talking."

Penny sighed. "Thanks. Anyway, I have had boyfriends, other lab rats who don't notice things like how I fill out a pair of jeans."

"News flash, Penny. I never met a man yet who didn't appreciate a woman's assets." I looked her over. "I just don't know why you're hiding yours in baggy sweatpants and a sweater that's two sizes too big." I kept my feelings about her horizontal stripes to myself.

Penny blinked. "You want to hear this or not?"

"Sorry. About that night." I waved my hand.

"Anyway, as I was starting to say, my usual dates had never taken me to a fraternity party." She sighed. "Just once I wanted to have a normal college experience, you know?"

"Not a clue. Never got a whiff of college myself, but I can imagine your sister is living it up. Am I right?" I bet Jenny, so cute in that cheerleading outfit, never missed a Saturday night out.

"Of course she is." Penny frowned and picked at a pull in her sweater. Where had she found it? The last-chance bargain rack in a thrift shop? I wanted to rip it off and use it as a dustrag. "So when I had an opportunity for a blind date at a frat party, I jumped at it."

"I get that. I hear about stuff like that from students all the time. Sounds like they have fun." But if Penny had gone looking like this . . .

She gave me a look. "Your block is slipping, Glory. I didn't wear this. Jenny picked out a cute outfit for me. White jeans and a red-and-white-striped top."

"So what happened?" I heaved my block back into place. White on that butt? Sister Jenny wasn't doing this kid any favors. And the stripes too? Well, well. Made me wonder.

"But Jen didn't want me to go. She said she'd heard rumors this wasn't a regular frat party. I ignored her. I'd spent way too many nights chained to my computer working on my latest project." Penny leaned forward. "I've got a grant to study the molecular structure of . . ." She obviously saw my eyes glazing over. "Never mind. I get really wrapped up in it."

"Fascinating. If Ian MacDonald were here, he'd be thrilled to talk to you about it." I shook my head. "But let's get back to the vamp connection. So what about this blind date?"

"Turns out it was one of those parties where the guys at the frat house are supposed to bring a loser, try to get them drunk and then do ugly things like drive them out to the middle of nowhere and dump them. You know, cruel jokes." Penny shuddered. "I'm pretty unaware of social things, but I thought this guy might be into me. He was cute, bringing me punch. Dancing with me."

"And he was setting you up for some kind of mean prank?" I felt my fangs go down. "We are so dealing with this loser."

"I was clueless. The punch was spiked, I should have noticed when I couldn't grip the cup anymore. And when he dragged me out to the parking lot to make out, I mean" - Penny flushed - "did I really think he was going to kiss me?" She covered her face with her hands. "I'm a total idiot," she mumbled into her palms.

"Stop it! No, you're not." I was up and put my arm around her. "He's a jackass. The guy needs to know he can't get away with this."

Penny looked up, her face splotchy with embarrassment. "No, I deserved what I got. I threw up next to his car. He was disgusted. I didn't blame him." She took a shaky breath. "So I got in the car and shut my eyes. Never asked where we were going, just assumed he was taking me home."

"But he didn't." I patted her shoulder.

"No, he drove to a hilltop and stopped the car. It was quiet, creepy, but he went around, opened my car door and helped me out. I was dumb enough to just go along, thinking maybe there was a romantic view or something. Then he just jumped back in the car and drove off. He never even looked back." Penny shuddered. "I would like to teach him a lesson."

"Now you're talking. We won't kill him. Just scare the little prick and let him know he can't get away with treating women like that." I was imagining all kinds of scenarios that would make this frat boy have nightmares for years.

"Sounds like fun." Penny finally smiled but it didn't last. "Anyway." She shook her head. "I sat there, on the grass, too sick to move until I heard something. A man walked out of the woods and stared at me. I wanted to run, but I was paralyzed. When he got closer, he smiled and I saw these gigantic fangs." She took a shaky breath. "That did it. I screamed, then blacked out. When I finally woke up, I heard him talking to me but nothing made sense and there were those fangs. I just conked out again."

"Yes, I can see that it would freak you out." An older vampire's fangs are huge. On top of that, Penny had been drunk, traumatized . . . My heart went out to her.

"When I woke up enough to look around, I realized I was in a shack, no idea where. But I had the most agonizing thirst." She glanced at me. "And it wasn't for water."

I squeezed her shoulders. "Two assholes in one night. How lucky can you get?"

"I did get lucky. I staggered outside and another vampire smelled me." Penny made a face. "I know that sounds gross. I do bathe, you know. But that's what she said. She was flying over and got a whiff of a new vampire and headed down to check it out. She's the one who took me to Damian."

"You'll soon learn to be able to identify other paranormals by their smells." Jerry might be gone and I ached from my head to my heart, but I had Penny here and a real mission. It was a distraction I needed. "I'm getting dressed and we're going to deal with that dickhead who started this. Are you with me?"

"Sure. But I have a question first." Penny was on her feet, following me to my bedroom.

"Ask me anything. If I think it's too personal, I'll tell you to mind your own business."

"Fair enough." Penny glanced at the door. "Look at me. Look at you. Not that you're not cute and all, but you're no size zero and I'm just the same as when that guy sank his fangs into me." She sighed. "Yet every male vampire I meet is drop-dead gorgeous and has the body to match. Even the creep who turned me was easy on the eyes once you looked past those fangs. What's up with that?"

"Life isn't fair?" I laughed at her expression. "Oh, come on. I'm kidding, even if it is true. When we're turned, we're stuck however we are at that moment." It was my turn to sigh. "Oh, our hair still grows" - I grimaced - "everywhere. And our nails. But the rest of us? Doesn't change. Not a pound, not an ounce."

"You're kidding me." Penny collapsed on my bed. "No hope then for this?" She grabbed a handful of excess flab at her waist.

"Not really." I sat beside her. "Trust me. If I'd only known, I would have laid off the clotted cream and jam on my scones and dropped a few pounds before I let Jerry turn me." I made a face. "Of course back in those days, a well-rounded woman was a sign of prosperity. And, hello, when I met Jer, I hit the mother lode." I winked. "In more ways than one."

"Yeah, he's a hunk all right." Penny leaned against me. "No wonder you let him turn you. And if he was rich . . ."

"Oh, he was. And I was a poor widow. He was an answer to my prayers." I sighed, remembering. "But money wasn't the issue for me. It was love at first sight. The vampire thing scared me at first, but I just couldn't resist him."

"Lucky you." Penny stood and looked down. "But bottom line - and I do mean bottom - is that I'm now stuck with this spare tire and big butt?"

"Afraid so."

"Damn." Penny stared at my size-twelve - okay, more like a fourteen - hips.

"On the bright side, you never have to exercise again." I laughed and got up to rummage in my underwear drawer. "Because a sit-up can't tone you and running can't make you lose a single ounce."

A slow smile spread on Penny's face. She really did have a pretty smile and you could see how she resembled her cheerleading sister when she used it.

"Well, now. You just made this whole thing way more tolerable."

"That's him." Penny gave me an elbow in the ribs when a stocky blond emerged from the frat house and walked to a black SUV in the parking lot. We'd been hiding in a tree near the house for about an hour and it was after midnight. The guys had been drinking and having a fine old time rehashing the Ugly Chick party of the weekend before. It was all I could do not to burst through the door and clean house.

"What's his name?" I jumped down and waited for Penny, who was a little less secure in her skills. She climbed down cautiously.

"Josh Hansen."

"Watch and wait right here. I'll bring him to you." I strolled over to the car with a twitch of my hips. "Hey, good-looking."

Josh turned at the sound of my voice as he fumbled for his keys. The yahoo didn't have any business driving in his condition. Too many beers. I could smell the alcohol from here. Maybe the best revenge would be to let him get on the road, then get a policeman to stop him. No, he might hit an innocent person on his way to getting caught.

"What?" He finally focused on me. "Hi, there." He smiled.

No surprise, he was interested. I'd worn a low-cut top and a short skirt that shouted "slut looking for a good time." Josh was obviously up for that.

I was close in an instant and ran my hand down his chest. "I was hoping I'd find someone to talk to. It's late and I'm, um, lonely." I licked my lips and Josh got the message loud and clear.

"Uh, yeah, I could give you a ride somewhere." He held up his keys and grinned. "We could talk at my place. I have roommates, but they're cool."

"How about my place? It's just up the street." I grabbed his hand and tugged him toward the tree where Penny waited out of sight. "Closer." I rubbed against him suggestively. "No roommates."

"Yeah, yeah." He stumbled after me until we were on the other side of the enormous oak.

"Josh! Remember me?" Penny was suddenly in front of us, fangs down.

"What the - ?" Josh peered at her. "Poppy? What happened to your lips? You go freaky?"

"It's Penny, you dipshit, and I went totally freaky, thanks to you." Penny slammed her fist into his stomach. He leaned over and retched, emptying the contents of his stomach next to his shoes.

"Hah! How'd you like that, you bastard?" She grabbed his hair, then hit his face, drawing blood. "You have no idea what you did to me."

I latched on to her arm before she could hit him again. "Penny, stop. Read his mind." I'd focused on him while Penny had gone on the attack, figuring she should be allowed to get a few licks in for what he'd done to her.

"What do you mean?" Penny kept staring at the blood at the corner of Josh's mouth. "Who cares what he's thinking? Do you smell that?" She lunged toward him.

"No, you don't, girlfriend. He's not the main course on the midnight buffet." I held her away with one hand while I lifted Josh's chin with the other so I could stare into his eyes. I did my thing, making sure he couldn't run away screaming.

"What did you just do? I love that he's not moving. Just waiting for me to take him down. I'm going to drain that creep dry." Penny tried to wrestle her way out of my grip. Not happening. I was that much stronger. I put both hands on her shoulders and shook her.

"Calm down. Listen to me." I stared at her. "I used the whammy on him. Mesmerized him, I guess you'd call it. He's in a kind of dream state so he won't run screaming back to the frat house for reinforcements. I really don't feel like taking on a dozen drunk frat boys. This guy reeks enough." I nodded toward where he leaned against the tree trunk, a vacant expression on his face. "You don't want to drink from him, he's loaded."

"So? Maybe I'll get a buzz too. I could use it. This has been the worst week of my life." Penny gave me a sour look.

"I know. But we were just going to pull a prank here, not kill him. Remember?" I stayed between Penny and Josh. She had a wild look in her eyes and I expected her to try to jump me at any moment. I'd hate to have to hurt her, but would do it if she forced the issue.

"Just move, Glory. Let me at him. Mesmerized? Cool. So he'll just stand there while I sink my fangs into his neck and . . ." Penny snarled. "Damn, he smells like beer but under that is the most delicious aroma . . ." She tried to pry at my hands on her arms with her fingernails. "Let me at him."

"Stop it." I shook her until her head snapped back on her shoulders. "Get a grip. That's your bloodlust talking. I understand. But I want you to look at Josh and read his mind. He's not what you think."

"Not the asshole who drove me to the middle of nowhere and dumped me so a vampire could ruin my life?" Penny's voice rose and I looked around, afraid the guys in the nearby house would hear us. Luckily they were into loud music and a game that required a chant that drowned out Penny's whine.

"Just look at this guy and listen." I aimed her at Josh and we both tuned in to his mental ramblings.

"Beer pong. Cole's turn. Need to give up beer. Look what happened at Ugly Chick party. Hated it. Got drunk and took girl to Mount Bonnell. Drove down the hill. Supposed to leave her. Rules of the party. Couldn't do it. Not to any girl and she was nice. Liked her. Damn, I was sloshed. Got lost, couldn't find way back up. Lost her. Tried to call, tell her, but no cell signal. Finally got up there, but she was gone. Guess she got signal, ride home. Must have better cell provider. Need new phone. Droid."

Josh sighed and the chanting stopped for a moment. Then a new one started. "Bucky. He'll win. Next year I'm prez. Stop Ugly Chick thing. Makes frat look bad. Never shoulda left that girl. Bet she freaked. Gotta quit beer pong. Makes me hurl and act stupid. May hurl again. Damn beer."

Penny turned to me. "He went back to look for me."

"Seems like maybe Josh is basically a nice guy when not under the influence. Might even have boyfriend potential if he wasn't a mortal." I let her go but kept a close eye on her. There was still the bloodlust problem and we both had our fangs down.

"He is cute and smart. He's a junior engineering major and makes the dean's list." Penny dragged her eyes from his bleeding lip down his body. "Does that mean my days of having a human boyfriend are gone forever, Glory?" She looked at me, her eyes filled with tears.

"Afraid so, hon. The only use you've got for mortals now is for feeding. And, personally, I don't think that's fair to them. That's why I stick to the synthetics." I glanced at him. He had a great blood type but was soaked in beer. Even if I was starving, which I wasn't, I wouldn't go for him.

"Guess you wouldn't want to let me use him as a guinea pig then." She approached him, ran a finger through the blood on this lip and tasted it. "Pretty delicious, even with the beer aftertaste."

I sighed. Maybe Josh here owed her a meal, but I wasn't going to let it happen. Just then a group of frat boys emerged from the house.

"Hey, Josh's car is here, but I don't see him. Wonder what happened?" There was a bit of discussion as to whether he'd been drunk enough to wander away and fall asleep somewhere and I could see a search party forming.

I grabbed him and looked him in the eyes. "Josh, go back to your car, tell your buds you got sick, hit the tree and scraped your face. Now you need a ride home from someone who isn't drunk. You won't remember seeing us." I was about to shove him toward the parking lot when Penny grabbed him and took a turn with the eye thing.

"Tomorrow night you'll call that girl Penny and apologize for the Ugly Chick fiasco. You think she's cute and smart and you'll ask her out. Now go!" She aimed him so he wouldn't hit the tree and gave him a push with her boot on his backside. Then she followed me as we ran down the street toward my car.

"A date? You're not going." I glared at her when we were safely away from the house. We could hear the guys exclaiming over Josh's reappearance from down the block.

"Why not? If this whammy thing works and he's really going to do what we told him. Which I doubt." Penny flipped her hair back over her shoulders in a gesture that I bet her sister had taught her.

"Oh, it'll work all right. Vamps have the power to plant suggestions with mortals. I assume he has your number." I stopped next to my convertible and unlocked it with a click of the remote.

"Yes, so why not let him be my practice mortal?" Penny climbed into the passenger seat. "So I won't go nuts when I finally get to see Jenny."

"You can practice a thousand times and I still won't let you tell your sister about our world. Not till I know more about her and whether she can be trusted to keep our secret." I sighed and got in the car. "We stay off the grid, Penny. Besides, it's too soon for you to go testing yourself. When he calls, you can turn him down. Call him an unfeeling bastard for dumping you up there. It's what he'll expect."

"No way. He's the perfect candidate to test whether I can be with a mortal without draining him dry." She grabbed my arm as I started the car. "Of course you'll have to go along as chaperone."

"You're kidding, right?" I gave her a look and Penny let me go to fasten her seat belt. Chaperone. Nothing like making me feel every one of my advanced years.

"I'm going to see my sister eventually, Glory. So I guess I have to prove to you that I can be around mortals without endangering them. Better to practice on Josh than on Jenny, don't you think?" She lifted her chin as I headed toward Sixth Street.

Brainy brat. "I suppose. But sounds like you're trying to call the shots. I decide when things happen in this mentoring business, not the other way around." I stopped at a light and gave her a serious look. "You don't have a clue what you're getting into."

"I'm not a kid." Penny crossed her arms over her chest.

"To me you are. In vampire years you're an infant." I grinned as I drove down the street with the top down on my red convertible, happy that I'd gotten in the last word. It was a really snazzy car for a poor shop owner and I loved it. I'd gotten it after working on a video for a billionaire and the Energy Vampires, a group of local vampire gangsters who I had owed a favor. The EVs weren't to be trusted, but I'd needed the car and for once the creeps had kept their end of a deal.

It was a Monday night and my shop was closed but Rafe's club was open. N-V was doing well and Monday was a night with a DJ. Teens could get in but not drink alcohol, of course. I decided to stop and see if Jerry had been right. If Rafe and I did have more going than friendship. And I could introduce Penny to him. It wouldn't hurt to have help keeping an eye on her. We'd be around lots of mortals in the club and Penny could show me if she had a handle on her self-control. I found a parking place along the busy street, even though it was after one in the morning.

"You ever been in the new club N-V, Penny?" I smiled at her as I turned off the engine.

"No. You mean we're going in there? I don't exactly look right for the place." Penny frowned down at her clothes. "When I woke up a vampire, I decided maybe I should go Goth but haven't had time to shop. Damian had someone go to my apartment and grab this stuff. I may be fashion challenged, but I've been around Jenny enough to realize I'm not exactly rocking this look."

I grinned, loving this opportunity. "Well, then. Lucky for you, my shop is just down the street. And real vampires try to avoid looking like a stereotype. We let the fakes have the Goth look. If we hurry, we can get you fixed up and still get in before the club closes. I want you to meet one of my best friends. He's the owner of N-V."

"Your shop. Vintage Vamp's?" Penny climbed out of the car and looked around. "Let's go. I love old clothes."

Like I couldn't have figured that out. But Penny would soon learn that my taste was less Salvation Army and more upscale retro. I unlocked my front door, punched in my alarm code and turned on the lights. Penny hurried to the black clothes; I hurried to the warm autumn colors. If I had to whammy her to prevail, I would. This girl was not going to be the poster child for bad vampire stereotypes.

"Go wash your face and brush your hair first while I pick out something for you to try on." I pushed her to the back room. "Bathroom's in there. I'm taking you to my hairdresser as soon as I can get you an appointment. Who's been cutting your hair?"

"I cut my own." Penny frowned. "You want me to wash off my makeup?"

"You have beautiful skin. You don't need base or powder. And black lipstick is horrible on fangs. I have some mascara and a nice coral lipstick in my purse. That's all you need." I grabbed a green silk blouse and black pants in a size I figured would fit her and took them into the back. Shoes. The combat boots she had on were not made for dancing unless on someone's grave.

"Green? I like green. And I thought you wanted me out of black." Penny snatched the clothes and pulled off her old ones to reveal the saddest bra and panties I'd ever seen. We definitely needed a trip to Wally World for some better ones. But not tonight.

"Black pants are a staple. Those should fit. Try them." I darted back into the shop and grabbed some black flats. "The boots have to go. See if these work. Unless you can wear heels."

"No, I fall down. Flats are fine. How are you getting the sizes right?" Penny's skin and hair had come alive as soon as she put on the green. And the black pants fit as if tailored just for her.

"I'm in retail and have waited on a lot of women. I can guess pretty accurately." I grinned. "And you forgot to block your thoughts. You should hear them, very chaotic. Don't be so uptight about shopping. A size is just a number. So what if you buy a sixteen one day and a fourteen another? Some brands run large, others run small."

"Yeah, and I'm this size now, forever." Penny sighed. "Guess I'll just have to deal."

"Yes, you will. Ready?" I put my arm through hers. "You can't see yourself, but you look fabulous. Josh would so not take you to that awful party looking like this."

"Thanks, Glory." Penny hugged me. "Let's go. I've been dying to get into N-V but didn't think I'd get past the doorman."

"Well, now you will. Even if you're under twenty-one, you can whammy a mortal doorman. And if a paranormal is at the door, you just walk on up and they'll know you're a vamp by smell. Since Rafe and Nadia own the club, we're always welcome. Nadia is a vampire and Rafael Valdez is a shape-shifter." I added a gold jacket to my outfit to tone down the slut factor.

"Shape-shifter?" Penny waited as I punched in the security code and locked the shop door behind us. "You mean they're real too?"

"Oh, yes. Weres too. Rafe can change into any form he wishes. So can you when you get the hang of things." I started down the sidewalk. "I didn't like to shift at first." I laughed. "Well, for the first four hundred years actually. But it's such a great defensive tool I had to get over it. Now I can do it when I have to. It does take a lot of energy. We'll work on it."

"How totally cool. I can't see why anyone wouldn't want to be a vampire." Penny paused as we got to the block where the red neon proclaimed we'd arrived at N-V.

"Don't kid yourself, Penny." I gripped her hand. "Just a couple of hours ago you were crying about those morning coffees with your sister. And now you'll never give your parents grandchildren, will you?"

"Geez, Glory, rain on my parade, why don't you? I was trying to make the best of it." Penny jerked her hand from mine. "Let's go. It's late and I want to see the inside of this place."

"Fine. But also remember this is a test. You'll be surrounded by mortals. Let's see you rock that self-control you're so sure you have." I stalked up to the door, then smiled at the shifter standing there. "Hi, Trey, Rafe working tonight?"

"Sure is. Come on in." He sniffed. "Your friend here should probably show some ID but I'll stamp her hand since she's obviously not going to be drinking alcohol anyway." He reached out. "Hi, pretty lady. I'm Trey."

Penny flushed and let him take her hand. "Penny. I'm new at this. Can you really tell what I am from my, um, smell?"

"You bet." Trey grinned. "You want some lessons in how to tell the difference? I'd be glad to tutor you. I'm off on Wednesday nights. Call me." He pulled a card from his jeans pocket and handed it to her.

"Thanks." She tucked it into the black clutch I'd found for her.

"Anytime." With a wink he glanced into the club. "Oops, here comes the boss man. Talk about sense of smell. When Glory is in the vicinity, he knows instantly. Right, Glory?"

I patted Trey on the shoulder, really happy with him for making a pass at Penny. She was positively glowing from the attention. And Trey was a hot guy. It had certainly taken her mind off the whole vamp issue and the mortals crowding around her. Her fangs were nowhere in sight.

Still, I'd keep a close eye on her while we were here. I wasn't sure I'd been wise bringing her to a place with so many temptations. But I had made her down an extra bottle of synthetic from my back room fridge before we'd left the shop. Hopefully that would help her stay under control.

"Yes, you're right. Penny, Rafe was my bodyguard for five years. He's pretty well programmed to sense me from blocks away. Guess it's a hard habit to break."

"Impossible to break." Rafe snagged me around the waist and gave me a squeeze. "Good to see you here. Who's this?" He smiled at Penny.

"Penny Patterson. I'm mentoring her for the council. To make up for the recent debacle with the red eyes." I gave Rafe a nudge. He was part demon himself and could make his own eyes red when things got dicey. "But I'm happy to help out a fledgling."

"Hi. You must be the former bodyguard." Penny was gazing around the club as we moved inside. It was pretty spectacular with deep purple walls, those red neon N-Vs and lots of chrome and strobe lights, along with loud music and a throbbing beat. The place was packed.

"That's me, Rafael Valdez, at your service." He shook her hand. "I mean it. You need anything. Can't find Glory and need help, come here. If I can't help you, someone else here will. I'll pass the word. Paranormals stick together." He said this quietly and there were no mortals near enough to hear him over the music.

"Place seems to be doing well." I was very conscious of Rafe's arm still around my waist. I should move away. Put space between us. The fact that I hadn't rebuffed him from the get-go bothered me. Maybe Jerry had been wise to give me space. I needed to get my Rafe attraction settled once and for all.

"Business is booming. Even DJ nights like this one. We've got live acts lined up for every weekend for the next few months too." Rafe found us a table near the dance floor.

"Good to hear." I realized my toe was tapping. I did love to dance. I looked around and saw Trey had pulled Penny out on the floor. She was shaking her head and he was showing her some smooth moves.

"Trey's a nice guy. She could do a lot worse." Rafe slid his hand up to my shoulder.

"She's really confused right now. I have to keep a close eye on her because she has a sister . . ." I couldn't concentrate with Rafe's finger trailing up to my ear. "Rafe, stop it."

"Let's dance then." He pulled me onto the floor, and as if he'd willed it, the music changed to a slow song and the lights dimmed.

I looked up at him accusingly but he just grinned and shook his head, then pulled me close, his warm chest firmly against mine. It felt too damned good. And he danced too damned well. I gave in after I checked to make sure Penny was still on the dance floor. She was, with a dreamy look on her face. Hmm. Well, I'd make sure she went home with me. I leaned against Rafe, enjoying his heat and his own smooth moves.

"Jerry left town tonight," I murmured as I laid my head against his shoulder.

"Is that an invitation?" He ran his hand up my back, then down, but not so far that I felt compelled to stop him.

"No, just a heads-up. He's still upset with me, us, for what happened last time he left." I had my thumbs in Rafe's belt, my fingertips in his back pocket. His butt was a work of art I could visualize only too well.

"Yeah, I bet he is. It would take me a century to get over something like that. If ever." Rafe growled and nipped my ear. "So are you two taking a break?"

"I guess we are." I sighed. "Don't do that, Rafe, it drives me crazy."

"That's the plan." He licked the spot he'd bitten.

"I've got Penny in the spare bedroom now and she's only one reason I'm not going to be playing games in mine." I slid my hands up Rafe's back. The music was coming to an end and so was this conversation.

"And the other?" Rafe stopped dancing and pushed me back so he could look in my eyes.

"I have to be loyal to Jerry this time. I won't play him false again." I sighed.

"Sounds like you're doing penance instead of acting on your true feelings, Glo." Rafe ran his thumb over my cheek. "Keep me posted on how it goes. I'll be here."

"Uh, Glory, thought you might like to know." Trey was suddenly right next to us as the lights flashed and the music sped up.

"What, Trey?" I tore my gaze away from Rafe's and the urge to pull that thumb into my mouth.

"Penny said she was going to the ladies' room but she headed outside instead."