Take Me Once, I'll Bleed You Twice novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90

BEATRICE

Beatrice stepped into the room she shared with Riaghaire and shut the door. Walking over to the bed, she arrowed herself to fall, face first, onto it.

The vampire was sitting at the desk he’d purchased. It was small, only big enough for a laptop – which he didn’t have – but it served its purpose, which was to hold the books he had yet to read. Why he hadn’t gotten a bookshelf or something more suited to, you know, holding books, was anyone’s guess. Beatrice figured it was probably so he’d have a reason to get a chair, as the only other place to sit was the bed.

“You are unhappy that your friend has yet to tell you what you suspect?,” he inquired, keeping his tone light.

Beatrice let out a loud sigh, muffled though it was by the bed her face was currently pressed into.

“That is a yes,” he nodded solemnly.

Needing to breathe, Beatrice propped herself up with her elbows and looked over at the vampire. “Riaghaire…,” she began before trailing off, unsure how to start the conversation she wanted – needed to have with him.

“Yes, gréine?”

can we talk about what happened earlier?”

Riaghaire cocked his head to ene side. “Of course. What is it you wish to speak of?”

Rolling onto her back, Beatrice pushed herself into a sitting position before speaking again. “If you didn’t feel like you owed me this debt, would you have stuck around?”

Silence followed her question, causing her to glance over at him. A frown was on his face, as if he didn’t understand what she was asking. Instead of taking the initiative to elaborate, Beatrice let the silence hang in the air. She was curious where he would take the conversation.

“This question… has something to do with what happened earlier?,” he asked, speaking slowly, as if the words he said might reveal the truth to him.

“It does.”

Another lengthy silence ended with a shrug of his shoulders. “Even without the debt, I would have stuck around, as you say.”

“Really?,” she frowned, not quite believing him.

He nodded. “Yes You requested that I stay by your side, did you not?”

Beatrice opened her mouth, en closed it before looking away Not quite what she wanted to hear Twee So, you’d have stayed because I asked you to?”

She could feel his gaze boring into her but Beatrice had brought this on by starting the conversation in the fusi plave Again, she was tenunded of how thể always spoke first, only to sgret it later Always

“What is it you are searching for with these questions?,” the vampire finally asked “And how does it pertam to the cather events?

“The finger licking and kiss,” she blurted out, turning to glare at him “Im trying to figure out what’s gong on between us. If it’s because you feel like it s what I want or what I’m owed. Or maybe it’s because I need to rely on you, and trust you to keep me safe, of because we both got caught up in woll bullshit

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and exraped together, or-

Riaghaite had moved from his chair to sit next to her on the bed as she rambled. Placing a finger over her mouth, he stopped her verbal vomit from continuing. Thank god someone was able to shut her up, because she’d already said more things she planned on regretting later. “It seems you have a lot of worries on this matter. What is the one you worry of the most?”

*I can tell… that you probably feel… I don’t know, attracted to me? Interested in me? But I can’t tell if it’s because you feel like you owe me this huge debt or what. If you’re doing it because it might be what I want.”

“You believe I have shown interest in you as a way of repaying the debt,” he clarified with a frown.

“Yes. That.”

“Gréine…”

“It’s a legitimate concern,” she grumbled. “You can’t blame me for thinking that way. And, if it’s true, then I get it and it’s not a big deal or anything. I just… want to know…”

Riaghaire was quiet for a moment. “Do you recall when we first met?”

“It’s hard to forget your first time being locked in a dungeon,” she muttered, then cleared her throat. It would be best if she took this conversation seriously,

“I do, yes.”

“Before you appeared, I had spent eighty years without uttering a single word. You were then brought in and said things that both confused and intrigued

1. You had been taken prisoner and yet you still held onto your sense of humour. It made me want to speak for the first time since my capture. You were…

an unexpected gift.”

A gift? Well, that was a new one. Usually she was an unexpected party crasher, not a gift.

“That is when I took interest in you, gréine; not when you gave me my freedom. The debt… and the favour you requested… they serve only as an excuse, so

that I may stay at your side a while longer, in hopes that…” He trailed off this time, looking a little uncomfortable.

Beatrice wanted him to finish his thought but decided it best to wrap the conversation up or risk the mate bond fucking her over again. “Okay. So, what’s

between us… at least on your end, started way before everything?”

“Yes. But… that means you are questioning things?”

“Well, I mean, there’s the whole being swept off your feet by some chivalrous white knight but then, once you’re no longer anger, everything changes and how you felt wasn’t what you thought it was It sounds so stupid, saying it out loud.”

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