Chapter 12

The club was quiet that night, and true to their word, I didn't sense or see my boyfriends at all. And yeah, I giggled each time I thought or said the word boyfriends.

With all that happened, the last thing I wanted to do was dance, so I did my sets on autopilot, the trickle of emotion from the crowd nothing compared to what my lovers could give me.

Only a few days since I'd met them and already they'd ruined me. I'd never be able to return to feeding on humans. I wanted something more satisfying. I wanted Simon and Gene.

At the end of my second stage show, I found Claire wiping glasses behind the bar.

"Hey, I'm heading out," I announced.

She crinkled her nose. "I thought the boys would be picking you up."

So did I, and disappointed wasn't the word. Not that I let it show. I shrugged. "Guess their plans changed."

"Are you going to our place?"