Bedding My Vampire Mate

For about a minute Joanna stared at him without uttering a word. Through his expression, she tried to guess what might be running through his mind but this didn't yield any positive result.

What kind of response would he wish she gave?

Was he hoping she said yes or no?

At the end of all her thinking, she decided it was better she answered the question with wisdom.

"Why are you asking me that…,"

"Because I consider you my BFF. Whatever you say I will do it as long as it's you," Amos said with a blank expression while his grip on the wooden table tightened more.

[Would she be heartless enough to say yes?]

Amos became scared for some reason after allowing Joanna to make the final decision.

What if she said yes?

Wouldn't that mean his actions backfired?

What would he do… no the right word was, would his poor heart be able to take it?

"Sorry but to me, you are not my BFF so I won't answer that question," Joanna said as she looked away.

She stood up and walked to the right-hand side of the wall where the butterfly portrait hung.

His eyes followed her until she stopped in front of the large portrait hung in a way that a person standing in front of it could easily touch it.

"If I am not your BFF then what am I to you?" He questioned with all his attention concentrated on the lady whose back was facing him.

"What exactly is our relationship?".

"My man," Joanna blurted out without thinking. At that very minute, the world came to a halt for these two young people.

The word 'MY MAN' rang in their subconsciousness so many times.

While Joanna had the urge to slap her mouth for saying such words Amos on the other hand was thrilled to hear her bold declaration.

His lips curled into a beautiful smile. At that instant, he felt the urge to pin her down and shower her body with sensational kisses in a way he has never done.

But he decided to exercise self-control.

"I am your man?" He repeated as though he didn't hear her words clearly.

[Hey, Joanna, get your acts together… this is your chance to correct your mistake]

Joanna took a few seconds to sort her thoughts out. She closed her eyes and opened them almost immediately.

"You have been saying that word recently more often than you say my name so what is it? Are you trying to take back your words huh?" Joanna asked.

Despite talking to him she didn't turn back to look at him as she spoke.

"Really?" Amos asked as he resisted the urge to laugh.

Yes, he has constantly said he loves her and proposed to her many times also but he doesn't recall ever claiming to be her man.

He knows that she was lying just to save herself, so how could he expose her? And what is the fun of doing that if he can use this opportunity to tease her and get rid of the tension between them?

Joanna turned around to look at him. "Yes," she replied with her hands wrapped just below her breast and her shoulders and chin held high.

"If you…," Amos, who was about to tease her, jumped to his feet the moment he caught a glimpse of the brown bandage around her right hand.

His reaction caught Joanna unawares. She was about to think that she might have said something wrong which is why he reacted that way until he disappeared and resurfaced in front of her.

Without wasting a minute he reached out his hand and held her right hand. "You are hurt?" He asked.

Caressing her hand, his nose wrinkled and his upper lips raised. The sharp pain that ran across his chest was so immense.

It felt as if his heart was poked with a needle.

"Who hurt you?" He asked. His once pained expression was replaced with fury.

"Tell me and I will not hesitate to skin that person…,"

"I am fine," Joanna said as she pulled her hand away from his possession. She turned and walked back to the couch.

He was only that close and barely holding her hands but her entire system was so excited like a woman who hasn't been touched by her beloved husband for an entire year.

Forget about him finding out her body's reaction but she was scared that she might be caught up in flames before he even discovered this.

"Why are you and Drey so much alike?" Joanna questioned, sounding a bit upset.

"Why is your first reaction always that someone hurt me whenever you both see me unhappy or with an injury…,"

"Do you even need to ask when the answer is very simple?" Amos asked.

He was seen sitting beside Joanna on the couch after finishing talking.

"And what's that simple answer?" She questioned while looking into his eyes.

He leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Because in this entire world it's the two of us who love you the most so you can't blame us for always overreacting whenever it concerns you".

Joanna's heart swells in excitement the instant he finishes talking. Hearing his firm confirmation made her lips curl into a charming smile.

"Why are you smiling? Do you find what I said funny?" Amos asked, a little taken aback to see her smiling.

"You are still in love with me?" Joanna asked, unable to avoid his eyeballs.

"Why? Don't you like it that way?" Amos asked, his eyeballs locked in hers. At that moment he found it hard to look away.

"Or were you perhaps wishing that I was in love with someone else so that you will get rid of the guy who you might consider a nuisance…," the feeling of her soft lips against his made Amos' eyes widened in shock.

Instantly his head went blank. All he could do was stare into space with widened eyes.

Joanna was too focused on nibbling her tongue against his half-parted lips to realize what she had done to Amos.

His lack of response made the excited lady a bit sane. She pulled away, and in the same manner, she kissed him.

She became a bit flustered when her eyes met his questioning gaze.

"You… you talk too much," Joanna blurted without feeling any ounce of shame.

"...," Amos was left speechless by her reply.

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