Page 70 of Thicker than Blood
“It’s in my messenger bag.”
I’m gone and back in a flash, handing Geordi the bag. He digs through it then pulls out a jar with bright yellow liquid in it.
“Are you injecting me with that?”
“No, you can drink it. Let’s go with an ounce and see what happens.”
Enyo blows out a breath. “Okay.”
Geordi slides the jar across the table and Jagger pours some of the liquid into a glass. Enyo sniffs it, scrunching his nose and bouncing his leg with obvious nerves.
“If this makes things worse, you’re totally on my shit list, G.”
“Fair.”
Enyo slams it back, coughing and gagging after he swallows it, but then he sits still, all of us staring at him in anticipation.
After a few seconds, Enyo visibly shivers and his face turns red. Goose bumps ripple across his flesh as he breaks into a sweat. He squeezes his eyes shut, and Geordi tenses as all of us prepare for the outcome.
A moment later, Enyo opens his eyes and exhales slowly as a relieved smile pulls at his lips. “I think it’s over.” His eyes immediately clear and the natural color returns to his face as the redness fades. He shakes his hands and nods. “I feel normal again.”
Geordi releases a shaky breath. “Good. Okay. I think Jagger should quickly feed to get the antidote. I don’t think the vampires should drink it directly.”
“With pleasure.” Jagger leans in and bites into Enyo’s neck, drawing a euphoric smile to the mortal’s lips.
“You too, Elias,” Geordi says. “After I drink some.”
“But it didn’t affect you.”
“No, but it affected you through me.”
“I don’t want to. I like how I feel right now.”
Geordi retrieves the bottle of liquid from Enyo. “I’m afraid I need you to. It’s for research. You want to help me, right?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” After a deep exhale, he drinks some of the liquid, waiting for a moment. “I don’t feel different, but I wasn’t expecting to. Go ahead and feed.”
I click my teeth. “You need to eat first, darling.”
“Elias, stop procrastinating. I’ll eat when the food arrives.”
“Perhaps after I retrieve Ronald.”
“I think it’s better to do it now.” He taps the thick vein in his neck, making my mouth water and my fangs drop. “I’m waiting.”
Unable to resist the allure of his neck, I dive in, indulging in the suppleness of his skin brushing against my lips as my fangs puncture his flesh. His blood gushes in warm bursts, his decadent taste exploding on my tongue. Divine.
I force myself away so as not to take too much.
“Fuuuuuck,” Jagger moans, slapping his hand on the table. He shakes his head, blinking rapidly. “What the hell happened?”
“Welcome back,” Enyo says, patting Jagger’s back.
Geordi is watching me intently, his curious eyes roaming across my face. I’m about to tell him nothing is happening, but then my chest tightens and my gut twists.
“What the?—”