Chapter 17

I jumped in my chair as I heard the front door slam.

“It’s me!” Kayla yelled.

“Good. No vampire hunters today.” I muttered as I heard her run up the stairs.

“Did you miss me?” Kayla loudly asked as I spun around to face the door.

“Always.” I grinned as Kayla entered the room. Both of her arms were completely filled with shopping bags.

She apparently was enjoying her new day walking abilities to the fullest.

It was hard to be annoyed at Kayla for long.

“Like my hat?” She asked with a grin.

My eyes moved up from her tight body to her head, which was covered in a straw cowboy hat.

“Didn’t figure you to be a cowgirl.” I commented.

“Yeah well, I thought it was cute.” She replied energetically.

“It is cute.”

Kayla dropped her hands, allowing all of her bags to slide off her arms and land in a heap on the floor.

Grinning bigger, she approached me.

“I thought it would be fun to wear while I’m riding you.” She smirked.

“Oh is that so?” I replied, feeling my crotch twitch.

“Uh huh.” She grinned.

“And when were you planning on testing that idea?” I asked.

“Now works. I’m fucking horny.” Kayla said bluntly.

“Spending my money turns you on, huh?” I grinned.

“Fuck yeah it does. I got some super cute new panties too! All sorts of new clothes!” Kayla exclaimed.

“For work, right?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Well duh! I have to look cute at work!” Kayla giggled.

“Well yeah. Naturally.” I nodded.

“Come on, let’s go already!” Kayla whined. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the chair, then lead me to the bedroom.

Ah, life.

It had been 4 months since the events at the club. Rose had said with us just a few weeks longer before heading out on her own. She’d ended up as a room mate with another young vampire girl that she had met at the club, Sara.

After our threesome adventure, Kayla had given Rose her bedroom and had never left mine. When Rose left, Kayla still stayed with me.

I wasn’t entirely sure what was happening with Kayla and I. I’d become a vampire at a fairly young age and vampires weren’t particularly known for being involved in long term relationships. I’d known a few, but they all seemed to be people who had been turned together, or had met each other pretty early on in their vampire lives. I had 20 years on Kayla, but there was no denying that her big smile made my life brighter.

Things at the club had been rocky. Though Chris had fronted the bulk of the money for the club, he didn’t have much interest in managing it. Aaron was more than happy to stay at his post up front and given his reputation, I couldn’t say that I blamed him.

I’m not entirely sure how I got roped into being involved, but I found myself handing over a very large check and in return, being handed a very large stack of papers.

In all my life, being a ‘club manager’ was something I never thought I’d be doing.

But then again, I never planned on being a vampire either.

I’d had some menial retail jobs as a human, but nothing remotely involving this. I’d missed out on college, but the internet could teach you pretty much anything you wanted to know. Also, I had a LOT of free time on my hands, so I just dove in.

There were lots of challenges to being a vampire club owner and the vampires were just the beginning.

There were suppliers to line up for blood and booze.

There were bribes to pay to the vampire police to look the other way. There was still insurance and rent to pay for, though the club seemed to have been set up with a network of shell companies that were all vampire friendly.

I started to see the same addresses on forms, though the company names were the same. I had a feeling that there were larger things happening behind the scenes, but I didn’t know enough to know where to begin to dig, or if I even cared.

So I shoved Kayla’s bed to the side in her room and turned it into an office. Her bed was currently covered in papers, as was the desk that I’d added in the corner. Her closet was now completely full of clothes, as was half of mine.