Skye Morrison Vampire 2 Sins of the Father (15 page)

I walked around, allowed him to take my hand
and help me into the deep black leather bucket seat. Archer quickly
got in and started the car up. It purred to life and I bit my lip
at the incredible sound of power that pulsed from the rear engine.
He slowly pulled out of the garage and hit the button on his keys
to close the door.

I saw that Aoife and Trey were getting into
Archer’s silver Audi, Quinn and Hunter were waiting in Quinn’s
black truck, and Seamus and Lochlan were pulling out in an old
1970s model black Cadillac DeVille.

Archer waited for everyone to go ahead of him
and he brought up the rear.

“You have some amazing cars, Archer,” I said
with a shake of my head. “How do you decide which one to
drive?”

He laughed as he smoothly switched gears.
“It’s hard sometimes,” he admitted.

My face fell as I remembered my car. “What
did you do with my car today?” I asked softly, looking down at my
hands. I was trying hard not to think of what was found in it.

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
“It’s was unsalvageable, Skye,” he said with regret. “We took both
your and Jameson’s cars to the junkyard.”

I hugged my stomach and looked over at him.
“What am I going to do? I don’t have enough money to buy another
car right now.”

Archer reached over and patted my knee.
“While you are staying with us, you won’t need one. You may have
your pick of my cars and can take them whenever you want.” I
immediately perked up and smiled. “Except the Trossi…that’s my
baby,” he said with a laugh as I deflated.

“Well, thanks, Archer. I do appreciate it,” I
said as covered the hand that was on my knee with my own. I
swallowed the lump in my throat, steadied my nerves, and asked him
the question that I’d wanted to ask all day. “What will you do with
Jesse?” I whispered, afraid he wouldn’t answer me.

Archer sighed and interlocked his fingers in
mine. “He has been buried, Skye,” he said gently as he glanced over
at me then back to the road. “I’m sorry we cannot tell his mother
what happened to him, but I will make sure that she is taken care
of financially. I will arrange to have her inherit a large sum of
money from a long lost relative.”

“You can do that?” I asked with wide
eyes.

“Of course,” he said with a small smile.

“Thank you for doing the best you can by his
family, Archer,” I said as I squeezed his hand in mine. “Jesse may
have been a handful, but he didn’t deserve to die like that.”

“I agree,” Archer said as he quickly brought
my hand up to his lips to softly kiss my knuckles.

The rest of the drive was pretty quiet.
Archer had turned on the radio and was listening to the 24hour news
channel as I stared out the window, my thoughts swirling with
memories of Jesse.

We pulled into The Mausoleum employee parking
lot and Archer flashed around to open my door for me. I took his
hand as he pulled me out of the deep seat. We quickly walked in and
everyone went upstairs to the second floor.

“Skye,” Archer called to me as I lingered on
the first floor. “Come to my office.” I watched him flash behind
his private stairwell door and I did as he asked.

I slowly walked up the main stairs and then
climbed the narrow spiral staircase up to Archer’s office. He was
walking into his private apartment and I followed him in. I took a
seat on the edge of his bed, crossed my legs, and watched him as he
took off his jacket and went into the kitchen.

“I’m going to have you work up here tonight,”
he said as he took a bag of blood out of the refrigerator and
popped it into the microwave. “I need someone to help me catch up
on paperwork and I hope you don’t mind helping.”

“Of course I’ll help, Archer,” I said with a
small smile. “Just show me what to do. But, who is going to take
over for me downstairs?”

“I’ll handle it, love,” he said with a
chuckle. “Don’t worry so much.”

He smiled at me as he took his blood out of
the microwave and ripped the corner off with his teeth. I watched
him suck on the bag and I shivered involuntarily at the sudden
memory of Jameson’s fangs sliding into my neck. I vividly
remembered the instant feeling of ecstasy that overtook my body
last night when he fed from me and the intense orgasms that
followed.

Archer growled and stepped closer to me. “You
have to stop thinking about that, Skye. I can’t handle knowing how
Jameson made you feel last night. It makes me…crazy jealous,” he
said as he quickly resumed drinking down the bag of blood.

“I’m sorry,” I said, blushing furiously in
embarrassment. “I can’t help it. It felt…so good.” I felt my
nipples harden and I heard Archer growl again. “Why does a
vampire’s bite feel so good?” I asked as I squirmed a little in my
seat, my core tingling with longing.

“Our fangs contain a chemical that causes
euphoria when released,” he said as he licked his lips. His fangs
were fully out and I had to look away. I wanted to feel Jameson’s
bite again and it didn’t help when Archer was looking at me all
sexy like with his fangs out. “It helps calm our prey.”
“Oh. That explains a lot,” I said, standing up and walking to his
door. I was feeling a bit frisky and thought it would be better to
wait for him in his office. “I’ll just be at your desk. Take your
time and I’ll see you out there.” I quickly walked out and over to
the bar under the mounted flat screen television. I picked up the
bottle of scotch and poured myself a double serving.

I sipped the drink as I walked over to
Archer’s desk and sat behind it in his big, comfortable leather
chair. I swiveled side to side, sipping my drink, and waited
patiently for him.

Archer finally emerged a few minutes later
and came behind the desk with me. He leaned over and opened his
laptop, took a thick file out of his desk drawer, and sat it down
on top of the desk. “This file contains all of the employee’s
personal information. I need you to create a spreadsheet for each
employee and enter in all their information. Once that’s done, I
need you to log in this weeks’ time card into their individual
spreadsheet. Think you can handle that?” he asked as he leaned over
me and entered in the password for his laptop.

I took a deep breath in and was hit by
Archer’s intoxicating scent. He smelled like citrus, leather, and
Drakkar Noir. I found myself leaning into him and I stopped. “I’m
going to need you to give me a five foot buffer zone today,
Archer,” I said as I gently pushed him out from behind the desk.
“Thank you for setting me up at your desk, but your pheromones are
seriously kicking my ass today and I can’t take it anymore. I need
you to give me some space before I accidently attack you.”

“Is that supposed to be a bad thing?” he
smirked sexily. I pursed my lips at him and cocked my eyebrow.

Archer laughed and held his hands up in
surrender. “Okay, love. Anything you say.” He held up his cell
phone in his hand as he walked to the office door. “I’ll be up here
a little later. If you need anything, call me. Otherwise, keep your
sexy ass up here until I come back.”

I raised my hand and mockingly saluted him
with two fingers. “Sir, yes sir!” I said with a wink. I watched him
go and I swiftly got to work on the files.

The night passed relatively quickly. I drank
a few glasses of scotch and listened to the club music as I danced,
wiggled, and worked. By 1am, I was finished with everything and I
hadn’t seen Archer since earlier that evening. I thought about
calling him, but decided against it. I kicked off my shoes,
refilled my glass of scotch, and danced around Archer’s office by
myself. I was in my own little world, dancing away and singing
along to a song when I felt someone’s hands slide around my waist
and pull me up against them.

I turned my head and was relieved to see
Jameson standing behind me. He had a big smile on his face and I
was willing to bet he’d been watching me dance for a while. I
squealed in excitement, turned around and jumped up into his arms.
I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as I pulled his head in
for a long, passionate kiss.

Jameson laughed when our lips finally parted.
“Well, I’ve missed you too, Skye,” he said as he ran his hands up
my skirt and tightly squeezed my ass. I squeaked in delight as he
walked over to the couch and sat down.

I readjusted my legs and straddled his lap.
“So, handsome, how was your show? I thought I wouldn’t see you
until later tonight at your house.”

Jameson leaned forward and ran his nose up
the side of my neck. My body shivered at his gentle touch and I bit
my lip in excitement. “My show was awesome,” he rumbled as he
kissed a trail across my clavicle. “I wish you could have been
there. I sang your song again tonight and it made me miss you even
more. I can’t wait to have breakfast with you again in the
morning.”

I arched my neck back as I smiled. “I can’t
wait to have you in my bed again tonight.”

Jameson gripped my shoulders from behind and
pulled me down harder against his lap. I took a deep breath in when
I felt his excitement and I wrapped my arms around his neck,
pulling him in for another kiss. Jameson kneaded my ass with his
hands, pulling me tighter to his hardness as we started getting
carried away with ourselves.

Jameson suddenly lifted his head away from
mine a second before I heard someone clear their throat.

“Not in my office,” Archer growled as I
jumped and quickly scrambled to sit beside Jameson on the couch.
Archer was clearly not happy at finding us making out on his couch,
but he seemed too preoccupied to care much about it right now.

“I’m sorry, Archer,” I said as I moved to
cover Jameson’s lap with my legs. He was still showing signs of
interest and I didn’t want Archer to have to see.

“Never mind,” Archer said with a dismissive
shake of his head as he walked to sit behind his desk. “
An
Dílis
are on their way here right now. It seems as though they
have found something linking the murder victims.”

“That’s good news, right?” I asked, looking
at Jameson. He nodded his head as Archer spoke.

“Skye, I need you to warm up enough blood for
eighteen of us and have it ready on the bar upstairs. Jameson, I
need you to call Gunner and see if he has yet acquired what I seek.
Time is of the essence. We may be very close to knowing who is
doing this and I want that weapon in my hand by sundown on
Sunday.”

“Aye,
Athair
,” Jameson said as he got
up off the couch and immediately went into the apartment to make
the call.

“Behind the bar on the second floor, you’ll
find a locked refrigerator by the ice bin,” Archer said as he held
out a key to me. “The blood bags are in there. Let me know if I
need to restock it after tonight.”

“You got it, hon,” I said as I quickly put my
shoes back on, fixed my crooked shirt and skirt and walked down to
the second floor.

The music was still going but the bar patrons
were filing out the doors. The second floor was completely empty
aside from Aoife and Lochlan who were gathering glasses left at the
VIP and PVIP tables.

I waved to them and walked behind the bar,
inserted the key into the blood cooler and opened it. I took out
ten bags of blood and started warming them two at a time in the
built-in microwave under the cabinet. While the first bags were
heating, I set out eighteen tall crystal glasses on the bar and
lined them up. When the microwave beeped, I took the bags out and
added two more. While those were heating up, I made a hole in each
bag and started filling glasses. I repeated this over and over
until all eighteen glasses were full. I ended up using all of the
bags in the refrigerator and made a mental note to tell Archer as
soon as I could.

“What are those for?” Aoife asked as she sat
down on one of the barstools in front of me.

“Whom,” I corrected. “The Faithful are on
their way over here right now.”

Aoife’s eyes got wide and she turned to
Locklan. “
An Dílis
arrive soon,
dheartháir
,” she
called out to him and he turned to the railing and yelled the same
phrase down to Hunter, Trey, Seamus, and Quinn.

The two man cleaning crew walked out on the
floor and I ran around the bar and downstairs to keep them from
coming up here. I quickly told them that I’d need them to come in
early tomorrow to clean the club and asked them to leave for the
night. Thankfully, they left without any questions. I decided to go
down to the employee lounge and make sure everyone was gone for the
night. Archer would want total privacy for tonight’s gathering.

When I saw everyone was gone, I went to the
back door to make sure the employee parking lot was clear as well.
I opened the door and screamed.

“Human,” a tall, muscular man with emerald
eyes said as he steadied me, his thick cool hands gripping my upper
arms.

“I…I…am so sorry,” I stumbled. “You scared
me. I wasn’t expecting anyone to be standing right at the back
door.”

The man with the beautiful emerald eyes
looked down at me and smiled. Immediately, my stomach clenched
tight and butterflies flew rampantly around in my abdomen.

Someone was giving off insanely powerful
vampire pheromones right now and I was trying my hardest to calm
down. Deep breathing wasn’t helping and I was desperate to get the
group of men away from me.

“Down the hall and up the stairs to the
second floor bar,” I said as I stepped aside and allowed the group
of ten men to enter. Each man appraised me head to toe and back as
they passed me and my knees got weaker with each one. When they
were all in, I closed the back door and followed them to the second
floor. I made sure that there was at least twenty feet between us
as we walked.