His Blood Vessel
Without a warning, the vampire scaled the trellis to the second story in a single leap and propelled me onto the balcony, ripping a strangled gasp from my lungs.
From there, the vampire ordered me to climb on her back and after I did—holding on tightly as my life depended on it, which it did—she jumped up, grabbing the wrought iron on the third-story fire escape.
Her body swung in a graceful arc as she propelled the both of us onto the wide ledge of the bay window.
“We are here,” she finally whispered and I automatically slid off her back, catching my fucking breath. I literally flew on the back of a vampire. Could vampires fly? Even though I just flew on the back of one, I couldn’t believe
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