#adica

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Adilyn’s bare feet have barely finished their descent of the wide wooden staircase when the door to the Bellefleur estate swings open unbidden. Her eyes widen and her breath comes in a sharp gasp as she struggles to drink in the shape now poised in the threshold, outline framed by the darkness of the night.

This Jessica is the vampire as Adilyn has only glimpsed her before.

This Jessica is sinfully tight black leather and stiletto-heeled boots; tight red curls that fall onto bare shoulders, and corseted cleavage pushed wickedly high.

This Jessica is lust, hunger and danger and any number of other things she can’t put into words but that she’s sure shouldn’t feel nearly as thrilling as they do.

Adilyn’s eyes roam freely up the length of her figure, gaze finally captured by icy-blue eyes that seem to hold her on a precipice in perfect stillness, a breath away from tumbling into what, she isn’t sure.

She watches, enraptured as Jessica slides one leg across the other, smooths her palms up the doorframe on either side and a devilish smirk crosses red lips, every move imbued with a preternatural grace.

Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, as her skin prickles with excitement,  Adilyn wonders if she’s forgotten how to breathe.

They stand for what feels like an eternity, gazes locked and the air around them thick with desire that neither needs to vocalize, until Adilyn feels like she might vibrate out of her skin and finally finds her voice, breathing out in a shaky whisper.

“I invite you in.”