CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
For the second time in one minute my jaw hit the bottom of the boat hull. “You want me to do what?”
He pressed a finger to his lips and his eyes darted over to the sleeping men. “The docks have ears.”
I clapped my jaw shut and shoved the vial back in his hand as I lowered my voice to a whisper. “Listen, I know we have some sort of connection, but this is taking it too far. Besides, how’s your blood going to help me get this boat moving?”
His eyes fell on the liquid in the vial as he twisted the glass in his hand. “My blood has certain… unique properties that when drank instills within anyone greater strength and speed.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “How come more people haven’t hired a vampire and gone after your blood?”
“The effects last for only a short time, and
