Love Nip

Lov
e Nip

By

Mary Whitten

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Love Nip

© 2013
Mary

ISBN: 978-1482313727

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A special thanks to all of my friends, family, and supporters out there, this has been a crazy experience and I never would have made it to this point without all of you! You guys rock!

Thank you to my favorite person in the world Kimmy, you light up my life! And to Deanna, you are a very special person, thanks for pushing me!

To my mother, you are an extremely brave, compassionate, and amazing person! I don’t know what I would do without you, I love you!

Jamie, thank you for never giving up on me, even when I gave up on myself! You truly are my soul mate, I love you forever!

“Ezra, please,” I begged, a pout forming on my lips.

“I don’t know if she’s r
eady, it could be dangerous,” Ezra replied, giving me a warning glare. The look sent shivers down my spine. He ran a hand though his recently shortened, dirty blond hair.

“You promised to let me ma
ke my own decisions from now on,” I argued.

Shaking his head, he sighed
. He was cracking. As usual, we were fighting about Kimmy. I had been begging him for the past two months to let me visit my best friend. She was locked up at the FBI headquarters in downtown Baton Rouge, home of my new job. My name is Emily Sullivan. Ezra is my coworker, as well as my lovely vampire boy-toy. He’s tall, light, and handsome. His smooth, milky-colored skin and bright blue eyes make every woman drool. He’s mesmerizing.

He groaned
, giving up. Kimmy didn’t do anything illegal to get locked in the slammer. She was in there because she was kidnapped and turned into a vampire. She likes to call it ‘Kim-napped’. Nonetheless, a greedy vampire named Damon turned her into a vampire and forced me to perform a spell on him. It was a spell to make him extremely powerful. Unfortunately for him, the spell backfired and I ended up with the power. He ended up dead. I hadn’t seen Kimmy since that day, even though I worked in the building she was kept in. The prison was deep in the basement of the building. I tried to break in a few times, but security is tighter than a lid on a pickle jar.

He sighed and shook his head
. “I am so going to regret this.”

I j
umped off of my couch with glee, ran over, and pulled him into a tight embrace. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Can we go right now?” I asked, smiling ear to ear.

“I
have to speak with Robert first,” he stated, releasing the hug and leaving an awkward feeling between us. Ever since I started working with the agency Ezra has been distant. He can’t stay away, but that doesn’t stop him from trying. 

“Robert s
chmobert. He has nothing to do with this. You are Kimmy’s adoptive daddy now,” I teased with a smile. Robert is my father, and my boss. I met Robert for the first time only a few months before. He left my mother the moment he discovered she was pregnant, supposedly to protect me from the supernatural world. A lot of good that did … He was a warlock, and yet I still have no idea what that entails. I just know he is powerful and everyone fears him. He is slightly taller than my 5’5”, and we could almost pass as brother and sister. He didn’t look a day over thirty, but yet he was old enough to be my father. It’s difficult to process, and like many things in my life, this is also a mystery. Like me, he has blond hair with strawberry tinted highlights and bright blue eyes. Of course my locks are much longer than his.

“Emily, I’m not her daddy and please never mention that in front of her. I would never hear the
end of it,” Ezra replied as he sat down on my couch, hiding his face in his hands. He had a point. Kimmy was … different. That’s probably a good word for it. I loved Kimmy to death, literally. She is not only my best friend, she is the closest thing I have to a sister. I’ve only known her for a few years, but it feels like a lifetime. If she heard that I called Ezra her daddy she would annoy him till he staked himself.

I stared down at Ezra
. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you so crabby?”

“I just have a lot on m
y mind, and I’m not feeling good,” he answered, inspecting his hands.

“Ok
ay, don’t feed me that load of crap. You’re a vampire. Vampires never get sick. Seriously, what is wrong?” I asked, suddenly becoming worried. He was lying to me and I had to find out why.

“I have a case I’m working on that I can’t crack
and Robert is becoming impatient,” he stated, a look of fear plastered on his face. He couldn’t possibly think Robert was going to fire him; Ezra is the poster boy of the agency. They would be making a huge mistake if they ever let him go.

“Is there any
thing I can do to help?” I asked. If Ezra couldn’t figure it out, there was no way I could, but I had to offer. It is the polite thing to do, and I’m a nice person … most days.

“Actually
, now that you mention it, you can,” he stated, sounding hopeful.

“Name it,
” I insisted, taking a seat beside him on the couch.

“Will you come in
to work with me and look at the file? I could use a fresh set of eyes on the evidence. Maybe you could even do a spell and find some answers.” He chuckled. As I said earlier, I have only recently acquired my powers. Ezra was mocking me.

Gavin
, a co-worker of ours, is a wizard. For the past few months he has been trying to teach me the ropes. Needless to say, I wasn’t catching on. I threw a jail cell door off its hinges and exploded a vampire with my mind the moment I developed my powers, but since then I haven’t been able to do any magic. Gavin has been going on for weeks about how I’ve always had powers but I don’t believe that. Gavin is hard to work with. He’s seriously sexy and a sweetheart. His short hair is jet black with matching black eyes. They aren’t actually black, but when I look into his dark eyes my world starts disappearing.

“Hardy
, har, har. So you mean I’ll actually be going to work for once? Wow, I wonder what that’s like,” I said sarcastically. Robert wouldn’t let me touch a case until I could
find
my powers. I knew the bastard had enough daddy shame for not being in my life, and that’s the only reason he hadn’t fired me yet. Well, there is also the fact that three of his finest men are madly in love with me, so he gets to keep tabs on my life. Madly in love might be a stretch, but a girl can dream.

“Seriously
, Em, when are you going to let me help find your magic?” he whispered, nuzzling into my neck. He meant magic in terms of sex. We had decided to just be friends since we had a rough
relationship
before. We couldn’t stop fighting long enough to be together. Since the Damon situation, we had both been so busy that we rarely saw each other. I was surprised when he knocked on my door earlier that day saying he wanted to hang out, now I understood what he meant by hang out. His kisses left a cool sensation on my neck. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as my mouth fell open. I giggled, snapping myself back into reality.

“
Yeah, so about the case …” I started, putting a stop to his advances. He groaned and plopped back into my couch.

“We have n
othing better to do right now,” he teased, running a hand through his locks.

“Oh, yes
! I want the first time we have sex to happen because we had nothing better to do at that moment,” I complained.

“
Touché,” he replied, sighing. It was easy to win fights with Ezra. Before I acquired powers he could read my mind, which made our love life fall to crumbles. It felt great to have my own private thoughts again.

“Plus, weren’t you just babbling about a case you wanted help with?” I asked. He was acting so strange. The normal Ezra was
a man that didn’t take no for an answer. He fought till the bitter end. I was beginning to dislike this side of him.

“Yes. Get dressed
, and let’s go,” he stated. I looked down at my wardrobe. My jean shorts and t-shirt hugged my body just right. I went into my bedroom, and thankfully he stayed put. I found a pair of jeans lying on the floor and switched out my bottoms. Next I went to my closet, found a hoodie, and quickly pulled it over my tee. I ran a brush through my mane and put some make-up on my face.

“Better?” I asked as I returned to the living room.

“Nice,” he replied, giving me a mischievous smile. Seriously, all men think about is one thing and it had nothing to do with sports. Shoes and purse in hand, I attempted to lock the door quietly. Gavin lived directly across the hall from me and I didn’t want him to know I was leaving with Ezra. More than likely that would start a game of twenty questions, and some of those questions I just didn’t have an answer for. Ezra laughed at me as I crept down the stairs.

Cupping his hands to his mouth he yelled, “Later
, Gavin.”

I hit him in the arm and started scrambling to his car. He had
a black BMW, which he had parked next to my own car. I crawled in, looking around to ensure Gavin wasn’t following me.

“Nice
car. Can I drive?” I asked Ezra with a big smile. A few months prior Ezra had a gorgeous silver BMW. I borrowed it one day … okay, stole it. Now he had a black one; I guess I might have damaged it slightly when I drove it.  

“
I had a device installed into the ignition that takes a fingerprint sample. If anyone without my fingerprint starts it, this baby is set to blow up,” he stated, glaring at me.

“Holy smokes, i
s that true?” I asked, excited about the new invention.

“I can neither confirm nor den
y.” Smiling, he peeled out of the apartment complex.

“Well, that just means I have to cut your
finger off next time I steal it,” I explained. I hopefully would never have to do that again. I had been seconds away from death, but was still more scared of what Ezra would do to me when he found me. Thankfully, he wasn’t mad about the car. He was more upset about me putting my life in danger. He loved me.

He scoffed, “Good luck with that.
”

“Excuse me? If I can
take on the little teenager Damon, I could take you on,” I stated, feeling proud of myself.

“You mean you scared
Damon off,” he corrected me. I made that bitch combust, but Robert has sworn everyone to secrecy about the subject, including me. We are supposed to pretend that Damon ran off and I was drenched in spider blood or something.