Chapter 7
Carter lay in bed next to Paul. On the bedside table sat a tray with the remains of a meal and in a crumpled mess on the floor were the clothes Harrison had stolen for them before leaving on a late night bus.
“I can’t believe this,” said Carter, staring into Paul’s sapphire eyes.
Paul smiled back. “Believe what?”
“I can’t believe any of it—the vampires, the vampire king. Being here with you. I mean one day I was going home from work and the next I’m in this surreal horror movie. A B-grade movie at that!”
“With the man of your dreams,” said Paul, kissing him gently on the nose. “Don’t forget that bit.”
“Yes,” Carter replied, “with the man of my dreams.”
Their lips came together, full of passion and hunger for each other. For the first time they were able to be together comp
