Chapter 14: Whisk Until All Lumps Have Disappeared“God, these bloody lights.” Derek covered his eyes with the back of his hand. He’d had a headache all morning but had insisted on accompanying me to the airport. “How bright do they have to be? You can practically see through people’s skin. Who needs an X-ray machine with these neon lights?”
Oh, he was in a mood, all right.
“Put your shades on.” I bumped his shoulder with mine. “Lestat the vampire.”
“You’re Lestat. I’m Louis.”
“Right.” Around us, the airport terminal was vast and quiet. Suddenly, like a flock of dark birds, a group of flight attendants came pouring out a door and walked by our row of seats. One of them, the cute blond guy in an Air Canada suit, checked Derek out—his eagle eyes sizing up a potential prey. I leaned in clo
