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Guilty Pleasures :: Гамильтон Лорел
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He put his gun back in his shoulder holsterand came to stand next to me. He turned my head to one side to see the bite mark better. “You need to clean this bite. It's going to hurt like hell.”
“I know. Will you help me?”
“Sure.” His smile softened. “Here I was going to cause you pain to get information. Now you ask me to help you pour acid on a wound.”
“Holy Water,” I said.
“It's going to feel the same,” he said.
Unfortunately, he was right.
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I sat with my back pressed against the cool porcelain of the bathtub. The front and side of my shirt was clinging to me, water-soaked. Edward knelt beside me, a half-empty bottle of Holy Water in one hand. We were on the third bottle. I had thrown up only once. Bully for me.
We had started with me sitting on the edge of the sink. I had not stayed there long. I had jumped, yelled, and whimpered. I had also called Edward a son of a bitch. He didn't hold it against me.
“How do you feel?” he asked. His face was utterly blank. I couldn't tell if he was enjoying himself or hating it.
I glared up at him. “Like someone's been shoving a red-hot knife against my throat.”
“I mean, do you want to stop and rest awhile?”
I took a deep breath. “No. I want it clean, Edward. All the way.
He shook his head, almost smiled. “It is customary to do this over a matter of days, you know.”
“Yes,” I said.
“But you want it all in one marathon session?” His gaze was very steady, as if the question were more important than it seemed.
I looked away from the intensity of his eyes. I didn't want to be stared at right now. “I don't have a few days. I need this wound clean before nightfall.”
“Because Nikolaos will come visit you again,” he said.
“Yes,” I said.
“And unless this first wound is purified, she'll have a hold on you.”
I took a deep breath and it trembled. “Yes.”
“Even if we clean the bite, she may still be able to call you. If she's as powerful as you say she is.”
“She's that powerful and more.” I rubbed my hands along my jeans. “You think Nikolaos can turn me against you, even if we clean the bite?” I looked up at him then, hoping to be able to read his face.
He stared down at me. “We vampire slayers take our chances.”
“That wasn't a no,” I said.
He gave a flash of smile. “It wasn't a yes, either.”
Oh, goody, Edward didn't know either. “Pour some more on, before I lose my nerve.
He put his gun back in his shoulder holsterand came to stand next to me. He turned my head to one side to see the bite mark better. “You need to clean this bite. It's going to hurt like hell.”
“I know. Will you help me?”
“Sure.” His smile softened. “Here I was going to cause you pain to get information. Now you ask me to help you pour acid on a wound.”
“Holy Water,” I said.
“It's going to feel the same,” he said.
Unfortunately, he was right.
41
I sat with my back pressed against the cool porcelain of the bathtub. The front and side of my shirt was clinging to me, water-soaked. Edward knelt beside me, a half-empty bottle of Holy Water in one hand. We were on the third bottle. I had thrown up only once. Bully for me.
We had started with me sitting on the edge of the sink. I had not stayed there long. I had jumped, yelled, and whimpered. I had also called Edward a son of a bitch. He didn't hold it against me.
“How do you feel?” he asked. His face was utterly blank. I couldn't tell if he was enjoying himself or hating it.
I glared up at him. “Like someone's been shoving a red-hot knife against my throat.”
“I mean, do you want to stop and rest awhile?”
I took a deep breath. “No. I want it clean, Edward. All the way.
He shook his head, almost smiled. “It is customary to do this over a matter of days, you know.”
“Yes,” I said.
“But you want it all in one marathon session?” His gaze was very steady, as if the question were more important than it seemed.
I looked away from the intensity of his eyes. I didn't want to be stared at right now. “I don't have a few days. I need this wound clean before nightfall.”
“Because Nikolaos will come visit you again,” he said.
“Yes,” I said.
“And unless this first wound is purified, she'll have a hold on you.”
I took a deep breath and it trembled. “Yes.”
“Even if we clean the bite, she may still be able to call you. If she's as powerful as you say she is.”
“She's that powerful and more.” I rubbed my hands along my jeans. “You think Nikolaos can turn me against you, even if we clean the bite?” I looked up at him then, hoping to be able to read his face.
He stared down at me. “We vampire slayers take our chances.”
“That wasn't a no,” I said.
He gave a flash of smile. “It wasn't a yes, either.”
Oh, goody, Edward didn't know either. “Pour some more on, before I lose my nerve.