A vampire on guard. A psychic on the run. A cabin with one bed.
Jameson Whitlock trusted the wrong person. Again. As a walking lie detector, he should be able to tell when he's being played, but so far, he hasn't had the best of luck. After yet another kidnapping attempt, he leaves town in a hurry and runs to his uncle's fishing cabin to hide.
Harland Duke comes back after having fed only to find a light on in the cabin. Had he known there would be takeout, he wouldn't have bothered to go into town.
No one is happier than Harland that he didn't snack on the man sleeping in his bed when it turns out he’s his boss' nephew. Jameson isn't pleased with having to share the cabin with a vampire, but it's not safe to return home yet. To pass the time, he spends his days fishing, but what's easiest to catch -- a fish or a vampire?
Chapter 1Jameson Whitlock took a right turn onto a gravel road that was narrower than the one he’d been driving on. He hadn’t been here since he was a kid, and despite having checked satellite photos on his phone, he wasn’t sure he was heading toward the right cabin. He hadn’t spoken to Uncle Frank for over a decade, not since he last tried to get Jameson to come and stay with him. Or, it wasn’t quite true. Frank was a psychic, like him, and his talent was to communicate through dreams. Jameson was fully aware he checked in on him regularly, and sometimes he talked. But he hadn’t stood face to face with Frank in over a decade. At times, like now, Jameson wasn’t sure he’d made the right decision. Frank was the only family he had, and he believed he wanted what was best for Jameson, but Fr
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