Chapter 4At the first taste of Joel’s poisoned blood, Erik had feared the worst. It tasted bitter and thin, and even though he spit out every mouthful, it left a sour aftertaste that had him wanting to string Travis up all over again. But then Joel had uttered his name, and Erik had been transfixed by those thick, dark lashes fluttering against his cheeks, the light he had fallen for before he’d even thought of siring Joel reappearing, and Erik had known everything was going to be all right.
With that realization, however, came the first rush of guilt that this had happened to his lover in the first place. They were as exclusive as vampire couples came, but that didn’t mean they didn’t occasionally have their forays into solo games. He hadn’t even noticed Joel’s absence over six months pr
