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- Author: Ali Hazelwood
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal Vampire Romance
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Six weeks before the ceremony
She shows up at the start-up where i work on an early
Thursday evening, when the sun has already set and the entire bullpen
is contemplating grievous bodily harm.
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Against me.
I doubt I deserve this level of hatred, but I do understand it. And that’s
why I don’t make a fuss when I return to my desk following a brief meeting
with my manager and notice the state of my stapler. Honestly, it’s fine. I
work from home 90 percent of the time and rarely print anything. Who
cares if someone smeared bird shit on it?
“Don’t take it personally, Missy.” Pierce leans against our cubicle
divider. His smile is less concerned friend, more smarmy used car
salesman; even his blood smells oily.
“I won’t.” Other people’s approval is a powerful drug. Lucky me, I
never got the chance to develop an addiction. If there’s something I’m good
at, it’s rationalizing my peers’ contempt toward me. I’ve been training like
piano prodigies: tirelessly and since early childhood.
“No need to sweat it.”
“I’m not.” Literally. I barely own the necessary glands.
“And don’t listen to Walker. He didn’t say what you think he did.”
Pretty sure it was “nasty bitch” and not “tasty peach” that he yelled
across the conference room, but who knows?
“It comes with the territory. You’d be mad, too, if someone did a
penetration test against a firewall you’ve been working on for weeks and
breached it in what, one hour?”
It was maybe a third of that, even counting the break I took in the
middle after realizing how quickly I was blowing through the system. I
spent it online shopping for a new hamper, since Serena’s damn cat seems
to be asleep in my old one whenever I need to do laundry. I texted her a
picture of the receipt, followed by You and your cat owe me sixteen dollars.
Then I sat and waited for a reply, like I always do.
It didn’t come. Nor had I expected it would.
“People will get over it,” he Pierces on. “And hey, you never bring
lunch, so no need to worry someone’ll spit in your Tupperware.” He bursts
into laughter. I turn to my computer monitor, hoping he’ll peace out. Boy,
am I wrong. “And to be honest, it’s kind of on you. If you tried to mingle
more . . . Personally, I get your loner, mysterious, quiet vibe. But some read
you as aloof, like you think you’re better than us. If you made an effort to
—”
“Misery.”
When I hear my name called—the real one—for a split, exceptionally
dumb second, I experience relief that this conversation is going to be over.
Then I crane my neck and notice the woman standing on the other side of
the divider. Her face is distantly familiar, and so is the black hair, but it’s
not until I focus on her heartbeat that I manage to place her. It’s slow like
only a Vampyre’s can be, and . . .
Well.
Shit.
“Vania?”
“You’re hard to find,” she tells me, voice melodic and low. I briefly
contemplate slamming my head against the keyboard. Then settle for
replying calmly:
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