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Fangs Part 9

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He hit the bed with a satisfied, “aaaaaah,” burying his face in the familiar folds of his sheets. The mattress wheezed in reply. There was nothing greater than a good shower after a long night of … whatever the hell last night had been. He cracked a heavy lid to spy the evidence. The borrowed blouse sat draped over his interior doorknob, all jaunty and pink (magenta, the fashion-savvy might have said) and begging questions. He would have to burn it. Or at least hide it.

It had been through little more than a miracle that he snuck past his housemates. Nena hadn’t been lurking outside of Miss Mannequin’s officer to demonstrate her newest chokehold on him. Neil wasn’t hanging around outside, fussing with his car so any nearby women would saunter over for small talk and flirting. He hadn’t seen Christina at all.

Actually, he had seen Tieria on the stairs. The exchange went more or less as expected. A smile and a nod from one. A snort and an upturned nose from the other.

That got him thinking. Maybe he could pawn it off on Tieria. He liked pink and girly things. And no one gave him any grief about it.

Maybe not, he thought as a familiar voice came through the door, rattling on its hinges under her pounding. He would give Nena credit for her tenacity, if nothing else.

“Alle~ey!” She sang at him, yanking the knob.

He buried his head under his pillow and pretended not to hear. Maybe she’d think he was asleep and saunter off to gossip with Christina or infuriate Tieria. She had an innate ability to do that, which was nothing short of shocking. To illicit a reaction of Tieria Erde that went deeper than vague dislike and condescension was nothing short of miraculous.

“Alley, are you in there?”

She was a sweet kid, really. He wouldn’t speak ill of her. She just didn’t know when enough was enough. Allelujah had to hold himself accountable for that in part, though. At nineteen, he found it difficult to deny the advances of an eager, attractive young woman who had become instantly smitten with him when he was the first housemate to make any real gesture of kindness toward her. Not that it made making out with her and feeling her up as recently as a week ago a good idea. Saying it added more fuel to the fire severely undercut just how much ammunition he had given her.

Nena snapped out a curse word he didn’t even know existed before sauntering off down the hall, as told by the faint creak of floorboards under her feet. He realized he had been holding his breath.

When his breathing returned to normal, it was only a matter of time before the steady, calming breaths carried him into sleep. He dreamt not of teenage redheads but of curvy older women with a taste for rum and eyes like chocolate.

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