"Moping about? I am pretty sure our sire doesn't know how to mope," I say with a snort.
"You would have thought, wouldn't you," he says. "But I know mope when I see it."
"Where is he?" I ask.
"Ponte. I am fairly certain he went to go sit in that shrine of yours he has over there."
"He Teleported to Tuscany? He’s breaking the rules. Oh, Sebastian, go and find him and bring him back."
"I'm not going. He was in a right foul mood when he left," he sulks, and I shake my head at the phone.
"Well, I'm not going. I am currently minutes away from my destination, which has my husband in it. My husband that I haven't seen in days," I sigh. "Sebastian, I'm sorry that this hurts him, but there isn't another way. Not under these circumstances."
"Fine," he says. "You go off and be married for the weekend. I will go and find him and bring him back, and then maybe I can find him a substitute for you, take his mind off it," he says wickedly and hangs up on me as I growl in anger and slam the phone down.
Fortunately, we land shortly thereafter, or I might have called him back to yell “no substitutes” at him. I clearly have an issue with that, especially since the Polly situation, and I’m not prepared to sit back and let that happen again, with any of the men in my life. He may go and fuck and feed if he needs to but not with a look alike.
I disembark, still a bit pissed off with Sebastian and his guilt trips. Grayson greets me on the tarmac, and I forget about everything else, as I get excited to see Cole.
Taking me straight to the studio, I am allowed access due to my position – well, my faux position. I am the head of this studio but only in name and funnel rather large investments into it. I have very little to do with the running of the show and leave that to my second in command, Edward.
I jump out as soon as we come to a stop and go off in search of Cole. I find him in his trailer. He grins at me as he sees me and pulls me into a tight hug that I return.
"Christ, it's good to see you," he says. "You look different. Your hair. I like it." I have left it in the soft curls from the other night, just for a change and it seems to be pleasing the men in my life so far. He kisses me soundly and pushes me up against the table. "I'm taking you now. I can't wait until later," he whispers.
I don't stop him. I want him desperately as I look into his blue-gray eyes. He lifts me onto the table and pulls my legs around him, pushing his hands up under my dress. He pulls my knickers off and strokes my pussy lightly, enjoying just touching me for a minute. Then plunges his fingers into me as I work frantically to undo his jeans and get his cock free. Within seconds, he has impaled me on his shaft and I cry out as he hits the spot. I pull on the neckline of his t-shirt and drop my fangs. I sink my fangs into him and suckling deeply on his neck, we both come together at the same time in an explosion of heat and desire. I release the bite and he clamps down on me taking his fill with soft little moans as he suckles slowly.
A loud knock on his door causes him to pull back and retract his fangs, as well as withdraw his cock. We arrange ourselves into a more decent state.
He clears his throat. "Yes?" he calls out.
Dawn enters and sees me still on the table and says, "Oh, sorry, am I interrupting?"
"No, it's fine. Hello, Dawn," I say.
"Hi, Liv. It's good to see you again."
"You too." Dawn is on my payroll and is Cole's Feeder, but also his personal assistant. It worked out quite well, really. She is a petite, curvy blonde with bright blue eyes and looks nothing like me, which eases my Substitution issue.
"Cole, they need you now. Sorry, Liv, it's going to take a few hours."
"No worries," I say. "Baby, I'll head to the hotel and we'll catch up later. I still have work to do."
"Okay," he says and kisses me. "I don't want to leave you, now that you are here," he whispers.
"I know but go now. I will see you later. Not too much later though," I frown at him and he chuckles.
"I'll try to be as quick as I can.” He kisses me again and with a last longing look back at me, he follows Dawn out of the trailer.
Alone again, I sigh. I go off to find Grayson and he takes me back to the hotel. I wanted to buy Cole an apartment here to stay in but with the hours he keeps, he prefers the hotel and all of the services it provides. He has a point, but I would have preferred total privacy. Still, he is the one who has to live here so it's up to him.
I check in and ask for a few things to be brought up, knowing that he won't have thought about certain things.
Thanking Grayson for helping me with my bags, I dismiss him, and I pull out my laptop to get down to work. I only get up to let the housekeeper in with the bits I asked for.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FOUR
A s it starts to get dark, I sit back and close the laptop down, done with work for today. I get a message from Sebastian telling me our missing sire has returned and has declined to be entertained by the sexy blonde – Sebastian’s words, not mine – that he’d picked out for him. I’m relieved to say the least and relax somewhat knowing that CK is at least accounted for.