The Dirty Affairs of a Vampire and His Horny Stepmom-Chapter 95: Long time no see

I left Melania behind a little while ago, and yet her muffled sobs keep echoing in my head. Seeing her cry, beg me until she broke down like that really hit me — I never would’ve thought she felt something like that for me.

Then again, it’s not like she ever gave me a reason to notice. She’s treated me the same way ever since the day we met. And honestly, with how jealous I am, it could never work between us.

I’d live in constant paranoia that, the second I wasn’t around, she’d spread her legs for the first guy who walked by — something Veronica has never done and never would.

«I’ll never be with anyone else again, I swear on my life! I love you, Jace!» she’d said. Her words keep echoing inside my skull.

What does she even know about love? She’s only thirteen. At that age, girls swear eternal love to a different guy every day. And yet... why am I still thinking about it? Why do I keep repeating to myself that I only love Veronica and that I’ll stay by her side forever, trying to convince myself that I don’t care about Melania at all? Fuck... what a pain in the ass.

«I’m gone for less than a month and when I come back you’re suddenly a father — with a trail of broken hearts behind you? You really can’t be left alone for a second, huh?»

A playful female voice comes from behind me. A familiar voice. Way too familiar. One I honestly never thought I’d hear again. Kimberly Almiris.

I spin around. She’s as fit as ever and as beautiful as I remember, wearing her usual tracksuit.

I won’t pretend I’m not happy to see her again after all this time, but she’s still a Monster Slayer, so it would be weird if I showed it openly.

«How do you know all that? Don’t tell me you started spying on me again before you even told me you were back?» I shoot back, pretending to be annoyed.

«Well, obviously. I’m your shadow, remember?» she grins. «I gave you a month of freedom on trust, but now I’m back, and I’m more fired up than ever to keep an eye on you 24/7!»

«I’m really the luckiest vampire in the world...» I mutter with a sarcastic smirk, but it vanishes instantly when her expression turns dead serious.

«Jace, we need to talk. Now.»

And what the hell is happening now? She shows up out of nowhere after a month and talks like an angry mom ready to chew her kid out? I’ve got a bad feeling...

«Sure. Tell me,» I answer, trying to look calm and relaxed.

I mean, my conscience is clean, right? No, fuck! No! I killed a Monster Slayer, a colleague, and who knows — maybe even someone Kimberly cared about... maybe even her father! If she really found out I’m behind that man’s death... I’m done. I have no choice but to act normal and hope whatever she has to tell me isn’t about that.

«This isn’t the right place for what I need to tell you. We’ll talk at my place. My parents still aren’t back — I got back two days early, so don’t worry. So we’ve got the whole house to ourselves,» she says evenly.

That’s not the tone of a girl inviting her boyfriend over while her parents are out. Whatever she wants to tell me, it has to be something really serious. And that only cranks my tension up even more. Either way, she talked about her parents like it was nothing, so at least that Monster Slayer wasn’t her father.

Or maybe... she invited me to kill me away from prying eyes? Could this be an execution?

«I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to talk,» she insists — she must’ve noticed my hesitation and the nervous look on my face. «It’ll only take half an hour, no more. Then I’ll let you go home safe and sound, promise.»

«Alright, I’ll follow you,» I say, but she shakes her head.

«We’ll take different routes — you can never be too careful. Do you remember where I live?»

I nod.

«Good. You keep going that way; I’ll take a parallel street. See you at my place.»

Without even giving me time to answer, she walks off at a brisk pace, scanning the area with total discretion, leaving me to sink into confusion.

Her place is about a thirty-minute walk from here, but thanks to my superhuman athletic ability I get there in under ten.

I could’ve done it in half that if I’d really tried, but seeing some guy run faster than a car would’ve looked a little suspicious.

I look around — no sign of her, neither left nor right along the long street where her building stands. Yeah, predictable. Maybe I should’ve gone slower; now I’ll probably have to wait who knows how long before she shows up.

But then...

«Come up. I’m waiting for you.»

Kimberly’s voice comes through the intercom.

Seriously? She got here before me and even had time to go upstairs? Okay, she’s a Monster Slayer, but she’s still human! I didn’t expect her to be that fast on top of being insanely strong. Good thing she’s not my enemy anymore, even if with the progress I’ve made these last few weeks I might be able to hold my own against her. Yeah, maybe — but I’d rather not test that theory on my own skin.

I sprint up the twelve floors to her apartment, leaping like a cat from landing to landing without even touching the steps.

The door is ajar — it swings open the moment I brush it.

«Lock it, get inside, and hurry — I’ve been waiting for you for a long time,» Kimberly orders.

For a long time? What is she, a missile? Super speed, absurd strength... and now enhanced hearing too? Seriously, is she human or a vampire? At this point I’m starting to wonder.

The keys are already in the lock; I turn them twice and make sure the door is shut tight. Moving silently, I follow the light coming from the only room with the light on in the apartment — her bedroom.

Out of all the places to talk... the bedroom? We could’ve talked perfectly fine on the living room couch, or even at the kitchen table.

So why there?

Unless... that month away from me gave her the courage to finally make the big move? Damn it, why do they all decide to confess now? It’s like they made a pact to wait until I’m not available anymore before trying anything. It’s a conspiracy!

I reach her bedroom doorway and...

Oh God...

I freeze in the doorway for what feels like forever. My eyes lock onto her; I can’t pull them away. Something big and hard starts throbbing under my pants — too thin to hide it properly.

No, damn it — I need to get a grip!