Northern Bites (Aurora Sky: Vampire Hunter, Vol. 2) Read Online Free Page A

table with his fingers. “Live a little. Besides, you earned it.”
    I shook my head, smiling. “I’ll pass on the mud water.”
    Dante gulped the mud water down happily. The pint was nearly empty before he set it on the table.
    “Look, y ou have nothing to worry about,” he said, leaning over the table. “There’s an adjustment period after the transfusion. Our bodies aren’t the same. We’re…”
    “I know,” I said with a roll of my eyes. “Super human.”
    Dante laughed. “That’s right.”
    He poured himself another glass of beer. My salad arriv ed shortly after, but the breadsticks took longer. My plate was nearly clean when the heaping pile of warm, doughy bread arrived.
    Since food had lost a lot of its taste, I often focused on texture and temperature. I liked the warmth in my m outh as I chewed.
    Dante practically moaned, devouring his first breadstick within seconds. He grabbed another breadstick and held it up, shaking it in front of my face. “How can you not taste this doughy goodness?”
    The bread stick flopped around as he waved it.
    “Dante?”
    A pretty blonde in a sporty ski jacket stood at the edge of our table. Dante’s lips were still curved into a gigantic smile.
    “Hi, Ashley.”
    I waited for Dante to explain who Ashley was. He didn’t. From the way she glared at me, there had to be a history between them.
    She stared pointedly at me, but Dante didn’t get the hint.
    “Are you ready for tomorrow’s exam?” she finally asked.
    “Ready as I’ll ever be.”
    “How did you do on last week’s paper?”
    “Pretty decent.”
    Ashley stood at the end of our table for several beats. When it was clear Dante wasn’t going to engage her in mindless chitchat she finally said, “Well, enjoy your dinner.”
    “See you in class,” he said, completely oblivious.
    I hoped Ashley was going rather than coming, but she took a seat at a corner table with an older couple —facing me. Great, cause I so enjoyed being glared at while I ate.
    In the time it took Miss Frowny to get to her table, Dante had already devoured his second breadstick and moved on to his third.
    “Ex-girlfriend?” I asked.
    “Ashley?” Dante asked, surprised. “She’s engaged to an art major.”
    “Okay,” I said slowly. “Then why the evil eye?”
    “Evil ...oh, I’ve taken her best friend out on a couple dates.”
    I raised both brows. “She’s not going t o be happy when she hears you were spotted with another woman.”
    Dante chewed a couple more times then swallowed. “We’re not a couple. Besides, if Christine isn’t comfortable with me having female friends then she’s with the wrong guy.”
    I gave Dante a pointed look. “It does look like we’re on a date, though.”
    Dante planted both hands on the tabletop. “You think this is me on a date?”
    I lowered my forehead in confusion.
    Dante also lowered his head and gave me a hooded look. Maybe it was supposed to be smoldering. I laughed, thinking he was joking around again, but his lips didn’t even twitch. He kept staring.
    “Has anyone ever told you that you have the most luscious lips?” Dante reached for my hand.
    “What are you doing?” I asked in alarm when he stroked my wrist.
    “Your skin is so soft.” There was nothing playful about Dante’s tone or the way he looked at me. “I’d like to feel your skin naked against mine.”
    “Hey!” I said, snatching my hand back.
    Dante leaned back, smiling . “I bet your heart’s beating a little faster.”
    “Only because you’re freaking me out.”
    I broke off a piece of breadstick and threw it at him.
    Dante laughed. He picked up the piece of bread where it bounced onto the table and lifted it to his lips. I thought he’d pop it in his mouth, but at the l ast second he chucked it back at me.
    I threw it back. Dante reached for the plate and threw a whole breadstick at me.
    I laughed. I felt much more comfortable with immature Dante rather than flirty, unsettling Dante.