Real Vampires Hate Skinny Jeans (Glory St. Clair #8)

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“Maybe we should have shifted. It would have been faster.” She glanced at me as she drove through the hills from Ian’s isolated place toward town.

“Couldn’t have managed it.” I rolled down the window and let the cool air hit my face. My cheeks were still hot. “I think Ian put something in the bottle of synthetic he gave me. I’m still shaky.”

“I didn’t say anything but you look like you’ve been windburned or were too liberal with blush, which I know you wouldn’t be.” Penny stopped at a red light. “Another weird side effect?” I could tell she was itching for a notebook. “Ian shouldn’t have done that.”

“News flash, Penny. Your boss does what he pleases. In this case, he probably thought I needed the tranquilizer. But my Siren blood obviously doesn’t react well to his stuff.” I glanced down. “Good news though. I think my stomach is finally going down.”

“Wow. So eventually the side effects do wear off.”

“I can only hope.” We were getting near Sixth Street. What had Alesa done to our apartment? Penny had moved out, yet the demon had included her in the surprise. I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach that I knew what or who was waiting for us upstairs as Penny parked in the alley and we sprinted for the stairs. The door to our place wasn’t locked and we both stopped and did a gut check before I carefully shoved it open.

Ten

Staring at us from a seat on the couch was Penny’s twin Jenny. She was frozen in place with a wild look in her eyes.

“Oh, tell me she didn’t—” Penny sank down on the couch next to her sister.

“Read her mind, Pen. She’s freaking out, sure you’re going to bite her on the neck any minute.” I headed to the kitchen for a fortifying bottle of synthetic I knew wasn’t doped. I took my time opening it. When I got back to the living room I heard Penny telling her sister how sorry she was about all this.

“The first thing we’ve got to figure out is if I can thaw her.” I took a swallow then set the bottle on the kitchen table, out of the way in case I was successful and Jenny made a break for it. I was going to stop her, of course.

“Look at me, Jenny.” I sat on her other side. “I’m going to try to fix it so you can move and talk again. But here’s the deal: you can’t scream or run out of here. You and Penny need to talk. And I’m Penny’s mentor in this so I’ll be here too. To help her explain things.”

“Whoa. Did you read her mind then, Glory?” Penny’s eyes were tearing. “She hates me. I think I’m going to have to just erase this whole night from her memory.”

“It would probably be for the best.” I took Jenny’s hand. “Thaw first. Decisions later. Now no screaming, Jenny. Penny, lock the door and stand in front of it in case she bolts.” I stared into the girl’s eyes and thought hard about thawing her. To my relief she jerked her hand from mine and glared at me.

“Don’t you dare think you’re gonna erase my thoughts, you two blood suckers. That demon—oh, Jesus save me!—warned me you’d try it. She said she’d come right back up here and do terrible nasty hellish things if you did such a dirty trick.”

“Well, that’s not good.” Penny abandoned her post at the door.

“Get back!” Jenny darted across the room when Penny reached for her. “My sister’s a vampire! Oh, my blessed Lord. I can’t believe it. Show me your fangs but stay waaay over there.”

Penny sniffled but did produce a fang-filled grimace. “Satisfied? You think I wanted to become one of these nightmares? It was the most horrifying night of my life.” She wiped her eyes. “I wanted to tell you, Jen. But look at how you’re reacting.” Penny glanced at me. “You were right, Glory. I was crazy to think she’d get it.”

“Get that you’re an even bigger freak now than you’ve always been?” Jenny was shaking so badly she had to lean against the wall. “How did this happen?”

“That’s not important. It’s done. I can’t go back.” Penny tried to approach her sister but Jenny squealed and tossed a book from the shelf at her.

“Stay away from me. I mean it.” Jenny frantically searched for escape but quickly figured out we had the only avenue blocked.

“I won’t bite you. Ever.” Penny held up her hands.

“Pinky swear?” Jenny started to hold out her little finger then seemed to think better of it.

“Jeez. Are we in third grade? Quit looking at me like that. I repeat: I won’t bite you.” Penny slouched over to the couch. “Yeah, I’m a certified freak now. It was bad enough being a brainiac. Never having a date in high school that Daddy didn’t pay for.”

“Oh, that was just for prom and Daddy didn’t exactly pay Cousin Jimmy, just offered to gas up his truck once a week until he graduated from vocational school.” Jenny felt her way across the wall to a chair and collapsed into it. Then she jerked up the neckline of her sweater until it was at her lower lip. “Glory, that d-d-demon said you were a real old vampire, hundreds of years old. Is that right?”

I got my bottle of blood off the table and took a drink. “Yes, that’s right. So kind of Alesa to fill you in. And, quit worrying about your neck. This is a bottle of synthetic blood. I drink it instead of people.”

“What about you, Pen? Are you into the bottled stuff too? Or”—Jenny swallowed—“draining people dry and leaving their dead bodies in alleys.”

“Quit sounding like a grade B movie, Jen. I drink the bottled stuff or hit my boyfriend’s vein during sex.” Penny flushed. “At least as a vampire I don’t have trouble getting dates. Trey’s actually an ancient shape-shifter. He appreciates a woman with a full figure. And his blood is awesome.”

“My God in Heaven!” Jenny shrank back in the chair. “You people are insane. That demon—Jesus save me!—she proved to me that she’s real with some horrible tricks. So I know you’re not lying, but Pen! This world, what you are…” Suddenly Jenny’s eyes rolled and she fainted dead away.

“That was fun.” I stomped the hardwood floor. “Thanks a heap for the parting gift, Alesa.” I glared at Penny. “And did you have to brag about taking Trey’s vein? That was the final straw, you know?”

“I couldn’t help it. She’s a cheerleader. And all that in her sorority. This vampire thing is my one bragging right.” Penny flushed then knelt in front of Jenny and patted her cheeks. “What are we going to do, Glory?”

“I’ll get a cool cloth for her cheeks. Why don’t you move her to the couch?” I finished off my synthetic then headed for the kitchen where I ran water over a dish towel. I carried it into the living room while I went through all the potential Jenny complications in my mind. I understood where Penny was coming from, and wasn’t about to fuss at her again.

“She’s coming around. I know you don’t want me to do it, but I have to make the offer.” Penny gave me a hard look.

“I get it, she’s your twin. Now that she knows the truth about you, make it and see what she says.” I settled into a chair to watch the show.

“Jenny…” Penny wiped her sister’s face with the cloth. “Wake up and talk to me.”

“What?” Jenny sat upright with a wild look on her face. I was familiar with it. It was the look of someone who expected to be taken down a pint any minute.

“Please. I promise you will never need to be scared of me. I won’t drink from you. You smell delicious, of course”—Penny smiled and I wanted to pinch her for stirring the pot—“but I just couldn’t do that to you.”

Jenny had started murmuring the Lord’s Prayer at that smell comment.

“If I have to shake you like a tambourine to get you to calm down and listen to your sister, I will.” I said it quietly but Jenny got the message.

“Uh, okay. Talk.” She looked from me to Penny.

“Vampires, like Glory and me, are immortal. We live forever unless some wise guy manages to stake us.” Penny paused when Jenny’s eyes darted around the room. “Looking for a stake? Trust me, you couldn’t do it. Not only aren’t you strong enough to take me out, but”—Penny reached out and gripped Jenny’s arm—“I don’t think you really want to kill me, do you?”

“N-n-no.” Jenny’s eyes filled with tears. “But this is bizarre.”

“I know. I still wake up from my death sleep and think it can’t be true.” Penny shook her head. “Can you believe it? I’ll look like this forever. Nineteen. Exactly this size.” Penny frowned down at her admittedly chubby figure. “That part’s a bitch.”

“Seriously? You can’t diet or exercise to get rid of that roll?” Jenny actually reached out and lifted Penny’s jacket to snag the bulge at her waist. The immortality thing seemed to have gone right over her head.

“No, but I’ve invested in a lot of Spanx. Now hear me, Jen. You have a perfect figure. Are young and beautiful. If you want to stay like that forever… Well, I can arrange to have you turned.”

“Turned.” Jenny snatched her hand back. “Vampire? May God have mercy on us both. You would do that? Condemn me to hell along with you?”

“Now just a damned minute. Penny is a good person. The same good person she was before a deranged vampire made her a vamp against her will. She is not going to hell. Get that into your pretty, empty head, missy.” I jumped to my feet and got in her face. I also let her see my impressive four-hundred-year-old fangs. That sight was enough to make her fall back into the corner of the couch, pale and shaking.

“N-no offense, Glory. Seriously. I just thought…”

“No, you didn’t. You judged us based on comic books and movies. You don’t know who we really are.” I sat back down. “Penny, this is a bad idea. The council will never go for it.”