- Laurell K Hamilton
- Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter #14 - Danse Macabre
- Danse_macabre_split_466.html
ing to Nathaniel's shoulders as if
he'd fall down without the support. "If I fed on Damian right now,
I think that would be bad."
"Who will you feed from then?" Asher
asked from where he stood near the wall.
"If it's okay with you,
you."
"A man likes to be
asked."
I squeezed die others' hands, and
said, "Nathaniel, Damian, go, please, and stay where someone can
keep an eye on you, okay?"
"I promise," Nathaniel said, and they
started for the door.
I turned to Asher. "Are you mad at
me?"
"No one likes to be taken for granted,
Anita."
"I don't take you for
granted."
"You do, and so does
Jean-Claude."
I didn't know what to say to that so
I said that part out loud. "I don't know what to say to
that."
He shook his head. "We do not have
time to tend my emotional wounds. Forgive me."
The door closed behind us, Nathaniel
and Damian were outside trying to find a place to wait while I fed
enough to keep us all alive.
I reached for Asher's hand. He took
it, but he wouldn't look at me. What little of his face he gave was
that perfect profile, witli the scars hidden behind die glory of
his hair. I'd asked for sex and he was hiding from me. Not
good.
"What is wrong?" I asked.
"Do you realize diat this will be the
first time we have ever had sex alone together?"
I started to argue witli him but
stopped myself. I could remember his body so intimately. So many
nights and afternoons of his body against mine. Had there always
been someone else with us? Had we never had a moment that was just
us, just ours?
I touched his face, tried to get him
to look at me, but he wouldn't do it. 'It's not just Jean-Claude
that you haven't gotten enough personal attention from, is
it?"
He smiled then, but not like he was
happy. "I spent centuries being de-iired by all that I touched, or
wanted. Then I spent centuries being despised, idiculed. Sex was a
mercy or done as a torment to the ones Belle wished to
mnish."
I tried to hug him, and he kept me
away, just holding my hand while he alked. I said the only thing I
could think to say. "I'm sorry."