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The Vampire's Partner

By: Benjamin Cole | Other books by Benjamin Cole
Published By: MLR Press, LLC
Published: Mar 08, 2013
ISBN # 9781106035554
Word Count: 9,000
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Eligible Price: $2.99

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Categories: Romance>Vampires Romance>Paranormal/Horror Romance>LGBTQ>Gay


The Vampire's Partner by Benjamin Cole - Romance>Vampires

Suddenly turned into a vampire, Tom struggles to understand the changes to his life and must control his new desire of bloodlust to avoid harming his partner, Jeremy.

Tom and Jeremy are young and in love. Their future is bright. Until Tom is changed into a vampire. Then all he has come to value in life along with his relationship with his partner is thrown into doubt. As he begins to lose the ties to his former human self, he explores new urges, trying to come to terms with life as a vampire. For Jeremy's sake, Tom struggles to retain his human capacity for love in the face of a desire to hurt the person he loves most.
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I wake up slowly, as is usual for me now. It's as if I'm coming out of a dense fog. I open my eyes a crack and can tell by the color of the dim light peeking in around the curtains that it's sunset. I roll over in bed and try to force my way into full consciousness. I was worried about something before I went to sleep, but I can't quite think what it was. It seems like it was important, but now it's all too vague. I can't focus yet. Of course, I don't dream anymore.

I hear a key in the lock downstairs, the front door being opened. I am awake now. Steps in the entryway. Leather shoes stepping onto the hardwood floor. The door closes. I remember. It hits me suddenly, and my heart begins to pound. My stomach ties itself into knots and drops out from underneath me. I'm scared.

I hear his steps through the house below. He goes into the kitchen then comes out, looking for me. He will find me up here though I wish he wouldn't. I should have left when I had the chance. Tom, you idiot. That's me. I'm Tom. I blew it.

Oh God. I can hear the sound of his footsteps coming up the stairs.

* * *

I guess I should start with Jeremy. Everything for me starts with Jeremy. It seems like my life started with him. We met eight years ago, just after college, at a mutual friend's party. As soon as I saw him, I thought he had the most beautiful face I'd ever seen on any man. He had perfect, straight white teeth and bright blue eyes that sparkled when he flashed an infectious, cock-eyed smile. I have dark hair and always had a slight preference for blonds, but Jeremy had a shaggy head of rust-colored red hair that really allowed his pale skin to glow. He was smaller than me by a few inches, but I'm just over six feet. His body was slim compared to my more muscular build, but he was lean, not frail-looking. I was glad I'd worn a light blue shirt that showed all the work I'd put in at the gym.

Although the party was crowded, and we never got a real chance to speak, I couldn't resist sneaking looks at him all evening. I could tell that he sensed I was watching him. He'd glance over, our eyes would meet, and he'd flash me that crooked smile quickly before turning away.

When he and his friend were leaving, I made it a point to be near the door. Unfortunately, my three friends were close behind.

"I'm sorry we didn't get to talk," I said to him out of nowhere. "There're so many people here."

He turned toward me, giving me his full attention. "I'm sure we'll meet again. We know some of the same people." He locked his eyes on mine and gave me that cock-eyed grin that I was already beginning to love.

"Maybe you could give me your number," I said. "I could call you...sometime."

Now, I never dated. I'd never had a regular boyfriend for any length of time. I'd always been busy with school or work and had primarily picked up one-night-stands or hooked up with an occasional fuck buddy when I wanted sex. For my friends, being present when I asked a guy for a date was like winning the lottery. In perfect unison, their eyebrows rose and their jaws dropped.

"I just happened to have written it down here," Jeremy said. He reached into his pocket and handed me a napkin with his name and number on it, smiling all the while. "You're Tom; I'm Jeremy. My ride is leaving...but call me when you get a chance."

He turned and was out the door.

"Well," our host said, "the evening wasn't a total waste."

Behind me, I heard my best friend whisper to someone, "Oh! My! God! I think he's actually blushing!"

I did call Jeremy, and we've been together ever since. About a year and a half ago, Jeremy and I bought our house. Jeremy loved it immediately, and when he gets enthusiastic about something, I can't resist making him happy. It was more than I could afford, but he makes more than I do, and his family is loaded. We'd done a lot to make it our own since then and had planned to stay here for most of our lives. The happy ending. But all that was before I became a vampire.

The Vampire's Partner

By: Benjamin Cole