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"My ass!"
"And that's one thing not on the date agenda," she said cheerfully. "He might have asked me out because
he knows you're taken "
"Am I?" I sulked.
"But one thing we're not going to do is talk about your ass. Nor your tits, nor your scintillating
personality which, I gotta tell you, ain't so great right now."
She was teasing and I smiled, a little. "No rescheduling. You're going. I'll I'll find something to do."
On cue, the swinging doors on the east end of the kitchen whooshed open and Jon walked in like the
world's youngest gunslinger. "Anybody up to telling me the story of their life?" he chirped, waving his
Sidekick.
"Well," Jess told me, getting up from her seat, "if whatever you did was evil, and I'm not saying it was,
because your word's good enough for me, but if it was, you're gonna be punished for it right about now."
Chapter 19
"Have you, uh, seen Sinclair around tonight?"
Jon snorted. "Not hardly. We sort of stay out of each other's way. I get the feeling he's not too crazy
about me staying here."
"Well, it's not his house, now is it?" I asked sharply. Oh, great. Yell at the kid because your fiancé's not
talking to you. "Sorry. I'm grumpy tonight."
"Because you haven't fed?" he asked eagerly, Sidekick poised. I saw he had flipped it around so he
could tap on the tiny keyboard.
"No. But I'll worry about that some other night. Listen, Jon, if I do this for you, you've got to do
something for me."
"I understand Betsy." He looked around; yes, we were alone in the cavernous parlor. We'd moved there
after the housekeeper got back from Rainbow and shooed us out. "I don't uh approve of that sort
of um thing, but you're so I mean, I'll make an exception for you." He bravely pulled off his T-shirt
and inched closer to me. "Besides, it'll be good for the book."
"Ick! No!" I shoved him away, and he went flying over the end of the couch and crashed into the carpet.
Dust flew. He coughed. I freaked. "Sorry, sorry, sorry!" I hurried around the couch and helped him up. "I
didn't mean to shove you so hard."
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"S'okay," he gasped, in the middle of a major coughing spasm. "M'sorry, too."
"It's my fault. I guess I was vague. No, I'm afraid the favor I've got in mind is a lot worse than sucking
your blood."
"Whatever it is," he choked, "I'll do it. But first& you gotta get someone in here with a vacuum, I mean,
right now."
"Who do you think you're talking to? Jon, I couldn't find the vacuum if you stuck a gun in my ear. Which
if memory serves, you have."
He reddened and settled himself on a chair across from me. "That stuff's all over with, now."
"And we of the vampire community are grateful, believe me."
"We're talking about you," he said. "Why don't you start at the beginning?"
"Well, I was born in a small town in Minnesota, Cannon Falls, and I went to school at Cannon Falls
Elementary, where Mrs. Schultz was my favorite teacher. We moved to Burnsville when I was "
"No," he interrupted, "I mean, the beginning, when you became a vampire."
"Oh. Kind of a short bio. I mean, not much has happened to me yet. As a vampire, I mean."
He rolled his eyes. "Betsy, I really like you and you're cute and all, but you areso full of crap."
"I am not! I haven't even been a vampire for a year, is what I meant, and I was a human for th for
twenty-five years at least. Hell, the Miss Burnsville pageant was way more stressful than vampire
politics."
"Yeah, I'll get some of that stuff later for fill-in," he promised, but he was lying. "Let's get to the good
stuff."
I sighed. "All right, all right. The good stuff. Well, I guess the good stuff starts on the last day. And it
sucked, let me tell you. In fact, the day I died started out bad and got worse in a hurry& "
Chapter 20
"& and then you jumped off the roof of the mortuary and got run over by a garbage truck."
"Jon, there's no need to read it back to me; I know the story."
He laughed. "It's an incredible story! I'm reading it back to be sure I'm not fucking up anything. As it is,
no one's going to think this is real."
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"Well, good." We were in the entryway, and I was shrugging into my coat. Laura was here, coming up
the walk, and she and I were baby-sitting Baby Jon tonight. "Because the whole point is, you're
pretending it's a real bio about a vampire."
"I know, I know, you only told me a million times. Let's see& "
"Jon, I gotta go. Can we pick this up tomorrow?"
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