A Good Night's Sleep
by Suzan Isik
As Jake pulled down the covers for me, Jake's face turned a glorious red color, like the wine I'd drank earlier.
"What's the matter, Jake? Never seen a woman without her pants on?"
"Of course," he said, "Just not you. You're usually much better guarded."
I giggled drunkenly, "You want me. I see it."
"I'm a guy. Of course, I do. But it ain't right."
"Why?" I pouted, "You want me. I want you. Come to bed with me."
Jake shook his head, "I can't. We can't." I was drunk, but at least one part of him wanted me so I kissed him. His lips were warm as I gently caressed them with mine. He half-heartedly pushed me away, "Nikki, no." He put me to bed, pulling the comforter up over my body, "You'd totally regret it in the morning,"
"Stay, please." Drinking all that wine had stripped away the armor I'd built over the years. I was an emotional slave. I could deal with mages and shapeshifters. But vampire attacks were so intimate, so violating...
"I don't want to be alone," I said. He sighed, the bed sinking a little as he lay down beside me, very notably on top of the covers.
I gratefully snuggled close to him. His hand rested on my abdomen as he pulled me against his chest. He lifted his head to give me a soft kiss on the cheek, "Go to sleep, Nik."
I happily closed my eyes. Within minutes, I was gone.