How to Fake-Date a Vampire by Linsey Hall EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Emma
“I don’t know about you, but I feel like a stalker,” I said to my friend
Holly.
“Just drink your beer and wait.” She leaned forward to look out the
window of the pub. “I think the duke will be here any minute, and I heard
he’s hot.”
I rolled my eyes and took a sip of my beer. Around us, the pub bustled
with activity. The Drunken Clam was new to Charming Cove, the seaside
village in Cornwall where I lived. Like Holly and me, many of the locals
had come to check it out.
But that wasn’t the only thing they’d come for. There were three
paparazzi standing across the street, which meant that the Duke of
Blackthorn must have come into town. Yes, that Duke of Blackthorn, the
reclusive, sinfully handsome vampire who owned a massive estate outside
of the village. He’d spent years away, but now he was back, and everyone
was dying to get a peek.
“I don’t know what the fuss is all about,” I said as I looked down at my
beer.
Holly shot me an exasperated look. “It’s the Duke of Blackthorn, you
muppet. That’s what the big deal is. Handsome, wealthy, powerful,
famous.”
“Eh.” I waved my hand, unimpressed. Someone with that much going
for them had to have a terrible personality. And it wasn’t like he’d earned
any of that. I’d learned from experience how awful dukes could be.
Still, I craned my neck to see if I could spot him because I was just as
nosy as everyone else when it came down to it. There was no way he was as
hot as the gossip suggested, and I wanted a glimpse of the weak chin to
prove it.
“Why did he come back to Blackthorn Hall?” I asked. “Shouldn’t he be
out jet-setting or something?”
Everyone knew about Blackthorn Hall, the magnificent estate outside of
town that wasn’t open to visitors like so many of the old country estates
were. Of course we were all curious, but the duke was notoriously private.
There were articles about him in the papers occasionally, but never photos.
“No idea, but I’ve been hearing people say that he’s been at his country
house for the last month.”
“What, living like a hermit?”
Holly shrugged. “I’d keep him company.”
From the sound of the whispers around me, she wasn’t the only one.
Flora, who was a hundred if she was a day, sat at the table next to us, a
martini glass clutched in her hand. “Well, I’m just saying”—she pointed at
her companion with a ruby-red nail—“we well-preserved ladies know our
way around the bedroom. Experience, and all. The duke could benefit from
that.”
I grinned. Get it, Flora.
She caught me looking at her, and I tilted my glass in salute, grinning.
Flora nodded at me. “See, the new girl knows what I’m talking about,
even if she’s just a spring chicken, barely toddling around the coop.”
I frowned, then mouthed at Holly, Barely toddling around the coop?
Holly shrugged. “If the shoe fits.”
I rolled my eyes. Flora was right about me being the new girl, though.
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