Chapter TwentyVampire Lords and Other Scary Things
I rolled over, realized I'd been sleeping soundly, and was alone in bed. The smile on my face came automatically as the memory of Bill's lovemaking smoldered in my head. Then, an aroma came to me that pulled me out of bed. I dressed and padded into the kitchen where Bill was busy taking dishes to the dining room table.
“What are you making?” I asked, reaching into the refrigerator for some water.
“Coq Au Vin,” Bill said.
“Coco what?” I asked.
“My mother made this all the time,” Bill said, setting a serving bowl down in the middle of dining room table.
I looked up at the clock. It was after six. No wonder it was dark out.
“I must have been asleep for hours.”
“Yes, you sleepy head,” he said, smling. “Hungry?”
“Of course.” I was and
