“Ready to go?”
Dorian ran over to them. Eva could smell that he had just taken a shower and for some reason, she had an urge to jump into his arms, wrap her legs around his waist, then shower his face with butterfly kisses. Instead, she smiled back at him, never letting go of Frey’s hand and they walked out of there together.
Chapter 15
“How did you know I wanted to come here?” Eva asked, looking around.
It was the abandoned house that everyone steered clear of, unless they were looking to score some blood. Eva wondered whether Frey and Dorian were some of those students who needed it.
“We guessed,” Frey grinned.
“You seem like the type of person who’d lik
e this place, if only to take a peek at what’s inside,” Dorian added.
They were right. She really was that kind of person and she loved that they had guessed it right. At this moment, it didn’t matter whether the two of them had ever come here for blood. None of that mattered. She was here, with the two of them, and she knew that she wanted to take it one step further. She hoped they felt the same.
“This way,” Frey led the way and Eva followed.
“Watch your step.”
Dorian was behind her and she could feel his hands on her hips, as she walked over loose floorboards and forgotten debris. They led her through a small, barely visible opening, into what seemed to be a secret room inside the house.
Eva bent to get in, then straightened out again, once she was inside. The boys did the same. She looked around to see that this part seemed slightly renovated, in the sense that the floors were covered by an additional layer of wood, the walls were also closed up, wherever there were holes and painted over. There was a small radio in the corner and a few candles on a burnt, but still functional little nightstand. In the right corner, there was a mattress, which obviously served as a bed, because it had two pillows and a new looking blanket. It was all surprisingly clean.
“Did you guys do all this?” she wondered, still looking around.
“You like it?” Dorian asked, glancing at Frey with a look of satisfaction.
“I never would have expected to find something like this inside this old thing.”
“That was exactly the point,” Frey chimed in. “We wanted a place of our own, you know. Away from everyone else. And what better place than the one everyone is afraid to come to?”
“What about that blood dealer?” Eva suddenly asked. “Do you know who it is?”
“Oh, the well story,” Dorian nodded. “We saw him a few times, but never his face. He saw us, too. Maybe he even knows about this place, I don’t know. But, he never made trouble for us and we did likewise. It’s been working so far.”
“So, this is where you bring all the girls?” she asked, immediately forgetting about the blood dealer.
Frey and Dorian looked at each other, then back at her.
“This is where we come, just the two of us,” Dorian told her.
“You’re just saying that now,” she snorted.
“No, seriously,” Frey assured her. “You’re the first girl we ever brought up here.”
“Really?”
She was still unsure whether or not to believe them. Against her better judgment and urging from her father - she did.
“I feel special,” she smiled.
“And I told you, you are,” Frey approached her.
She could smell just a hint of his cologne and wondered if he’d put it on just for her. Dorian took her by the other hand, then gently led her to the bed, Frey followed. Eva’s heart was beating like crazy. She couldn’t believe she was here, with them. She couldn’t believe what she was about to do.
She sat down on the bed, with Frey on her right side, and Dorian on her left. Frey took over first, leaning in to cover her lips with his. If she could imagine a perfect kiss, this would be it. He was pulling her into him, while Dorian touched her shoulders softly, his fingers traveling down her arms, landing gently on her waist. Frey pulled away and she realized she wanted more. Much more.