Vampires Among Us [Vampires Among Us 1] (Siren Publishing Classic)

in the picnic basket, along with the wine. After she had eaten what she wanted, he used the remainder of the chocolate sauce to drizzle over her body, and then lick every inch clean. Mmmm, God bless whoever invented chocolate! Kevin now thought with a grin, as he licked his lips to taste a mixture of chocolate sauce and the sweetness of Erica.
    Shifting so that he could lay on his back, and pull her on top of him, he continued to stroke her hair and down her naked back until she drifted off into a deep sleep. He shook his head in wonder, amazed at how quickly she could fall asleep, even as he realized that he had indeed worn her out. He was grateful that he virtually needed no sleep, feeling certain that he wouldn’t be able to sleep a wink after everything that had happened over the past twenty-four hours.
    He reached over to the nightstand next to the bed and grabbed his cell phone. Glancing back down to make certain Erica was sleeping soundly, he opened his phone. There were a couple of people he wanted to give the good news to. The first name that came to mind was his old friend, Mr. Atkins. And of course, he would need to call his family. Marshall would never forgive him for not getting a call, but Kevin felt certain the team was still in Brazil wrapping up things. Knowing that everyone he planned to call were vampires, he could speak softly and not have to worry about waking Erica up.

Chapter Fifteen
     
    Erica woke up alone, the scent of food tickling her nose and bringing her out of bed in a flash. Following her nose, she paused long enough to throw on a robe that had been left conveniently at the bottom of the bed.
    She found Kevin standing in front of the stove. Walking over to him, she inhaled deeply upon reaching the stove, as her stomach protested that it wasn’t receiving any benefit from her sense of smell whatsoever. Kevin wrapped his arm around her as soon as she arrived alongside him and gave her a long kiss.
    “Good morning. Breakfast will be ready in just a moment. Are you hungry?” he inquired.
    “Yes, actually, I’m starved,” she replied with a smile.
    “I’m not surprised. We both worked up an appetite last night,” he replied with a grin.
    “Are you hungry? Did you…?” She paused there, trying to word her question delicately.
    Kevin reached behind her and opened up the refrigerator. “Rosetta made sure I packed plenty,” he answered smoothly as Erica took a peek inside to see numerous bags of blood stacked neatly on the top shelf.
    Reaching around her, Kevin pulled out the container of orange juice. “And in answer to your question, yes, I’ve already had my breakfast, although what I wouldn’t give for a glass of this stuff.” He stared at the juice longingly as he poured a glass and handed it to Erica. “I used to love fresh-squeezed orange juice,” he murmured, as he shook his head with a slight frown and went back to the stove.
    “Well, you could have a small amount, couldn’t you?” Erica inquired, remembering him eating melted chocolate off of her last night.
    “Normally, I probably could, but my stomach was a bit queasy this morning. I probably pushed my limit last night with the chocolate.” He gave her an impish grin. “I just couldn’t resist. You tasted so damn delectable with it dribbled all over your body.”
    Erica, filled with concern, gave him a sympathetic look. “Is there anything we can do for your stomach? Do you need more blood to counter the food, or is there something else that can be done?”
    Kevin stopped cooking her breakfast and gazed into her eyes. Never had anyone showed as much compassion and concern for his well-being. He had a wonderful, loving family, but as the leader for the VCTF, he was quite accustomed to taking care of himself.
    “No, baby, but thank you for your concern. The blood I drank earlier will help some. The rest will just have to process through my body.” He reached over and gave her a hug. “Go on over to the table, your breakfast is almost ready.”
    Erica had barely taken a bite of her breakfast when the doorbell rang. Glancing over to Kevin she inquired, “Are we expecting someone?”
    “No, maybe it is the cleaning crew, although Rosetta called and told them we would be here, so they shouldn’t be disturbing us.” Kevin stood up and headed for the door a bit irritated at the disturbance.
    A female’s voice could be heard the moment Kevin opened the front door, and Erica recognized the voice