The Book of Death (Bourbon Kid 4)

without worrying about him
waking.
    The bedroom Vanity had given
them to share was on the top floor of the Swamp. It had no windows in it,
presumably so that any vampire waking up in there in the morning didn’t get an
unexpected taste of sunlight for breakfast.
    After drying her hair and
dressing in a comfy pair of blue jeans and a red sweatshirt, she decided to go
see if the snowfall outside had gotten any worse.
    She opened the door into the
living room and peered around it to see if Vanity was around. He was sitting on
a sofa with his back to her watching something on the large television screen
on the far wall. Fortunately it wasn’t porn and his pants weren’t around his
ankles. He was wearing a crimson coloured dressing gown and a pair of matching
slippers, hardly what one might expect from a fearsome vampire. The television
was playing a home video of a wedding reception. Kacy loved a good wedding, so
she stepped out into the living room and gently closed the door behind her. Vanity
obviously heard her because he twisted his neck around sharply.
    ‘Oh hi,’ he said looking
surprised to see her. ‘You sleep well?’
    ‘Yeah, great, thanks.’
    ‘What about Dante?’
    ‘He’s still asleep. Probably
will be for another hour or two yet.’
    ‘Had a good time though. You
both seemed to enjoy yourselves last night.’
    ‘Yeah, it was a blast. Where did
everyone else go?’
    Vanity smirked. ‘Well we
listened to you two fucking for a while, then the others all went home for the
night.’
    Kacy felt herself beginning to blush.
The lusting brought on by the blood drinking the previous night had made her
and Dante somewhat horny. They’d lost their inhibitions and had one almighty
loud and energetic fuck in Vanity’s spare bedroom. As she cast her mind back to
some of the things she’d screamed out in the throes of passion, she decided a
change of subject was required.
    On the television screen on the
far wall, she spotted a face she recognised. ‘Is that you?’ she asked.
    ‘Yeah,’ Vanity reached for the remote
to turn the television off.
    ‘Is this your wedding day?’
    ‘Uh huh.’
    ‘Oh wow! Do you mind if I watch
it with you for a minute?’
    Vanity looked surprised and put
the remote back down on the coffee table. ‘Sure, if you want. It’s not exciting
or anything.’
    Kacy looked closely at the
bride. She was a beautiful brunette aged about twenty-five. The groom, Vanity,
looked similar to how he did now, only he was dressed smarter in a black suit
with a white shirt and black bow tie.
    ‘Your wife is really pretty,’ Kacy
said, perching herself on the edge of the sofa.
    ‘Yeah, she is.’
    ‘Are you still together?’
    He shook his head. ‘Nah. She
didn’t want to become a vampire.’ His voice hinted at a deep rooted sadness.
    ‘Why? What happened?’
    Vanity paused the video just as
he and his bride were sharing a kiss for the camera. ‘I wasn’t a vampire back
then,’ he said. ‘Some fucker bit me on our honeymoon. Emma, my wife, didn’t
want to become a vampire too, so I had to get the hell outta there or I’d have
bitten her. I promised her that one day when I found a cure and became human
again, I’d go back for her.’
    ‘How long ago was it?’
    ‘Four years.’
    Kacy tried to imagine what four
years apart from Dante would be like. Not very nice, she decided. She stared
hard at the happy couple on screen for a few seconds before asking Vanity
another personal question. ‘And what about Emma? What’s she doing now?’
    Vanity stared at the screen in a
daze as he spoke. ‘She’s never remarried or anything, but she’s twenty-nine
now, the same age as me. In a few months time she’ll be thirty. Me, I’ll always
look twenty-nine. Our dream of growing old together died the day I was bitten.’
    ‘I’m so sorry.’
    ‘Yeah, me too. Dante’s real
lucky to have you, but you’ve made one hell of a sacrifice by becoming one of
us.’
    ‘I know. It was a spur of the
moment decision. But I can’t live without Dante. We’ve been together forever.’
    ‘I can tell,’ said Vanity
smiling. ‘When he said he’d just picked you up the other night, I knew he was
lying right away. You’re very comfortable with each other.’
    Kacy realised she’d been a
little too open and honest with Vanity. She couldn’t help herself though. She
felt a bond with him. He was the only vampire friend she’d made so far and he
understood what she and Dante were going through.