THE VAMPIRE’S FORMER FLAME (NOCTURNE FALLS #16) BY KRISTEN PAINTER – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kristen Painter
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April probably wasn’t the best time to return to New Orleans,
what with the Jazz Festival going on along with various other
street fairs, music events, and general exuberance that
spring brought to the Big Easy. But Remy Lafitte was still
happy to be in his hometown, despite the reason he’d come.
The crowds and noise and raucous atmosphere were a
welcome distraction after the sterilized quiet of the hospice
facility. The chaos was as much a part of the city as he had
once been, and it put a smile on his face.
The beignets he was currently eating helped his mood,
too. He’d needed something comforting, and beignets did
the trick. He was a vampire; he didn’t need food. But it could
still bring him pleasure.
He sat with his back against the fence that surrounded
Jackson Square so that he faced the St. Louis Cathedral. He
was closer to St. Peter Street than he was to St. Ann, a spot
he’d chosen so that he could enjoy the music being played in
front of the gates of Jackson Square.
He sat slightly hunched over, his knees bent, his upper
half leaned forward between them as he ate. All in an effort
to keep the copious amounts of confectioner’s sugar on the
beignets off of his person. It was working. Mostly. No one ate
Café Du Monde’s beignets and came away unscathed. The
dusting of fine sugar was a small price to pay for a taste of
the delicious fried doughnuts.
His position by the fence meant he was looking at the
backs of the musicians, four energetic teenagers and one
older man, maybe their teacher. Teachers were good people.
The man seemed to be encouraging the boys as they played.
Remy leaned back. He liked having the wrought iron
behind him and a good view of the swirling crowds. There
was a sense of security in his positioning.
Nighttime in New Orleans meant keeping an eye on those
around you. Regardless of whether or not you were a twocenturies-old vampire.
The city was nothing like it had been when he’d first
arrived. Then it had been much wilder, much more
dangerous, and a lot less civilized, in some ways.
In other ways, it had been a little too civilized, but he
hadn’t been one to socialize with that crowd. They wouldn’t
have accepted him even if he’d wanted to join their ranks.
Might have been interesting, but even then he’d had to be
careful about becoming too familiar with anyone. Which
wasn’t to say he hadn’t done his fair share of socializing.
He’d just associated with a much different crowd. One
that didn’t care about status or breeding, just that you had
money to spend and were willing to do so.
As the grandson of pirate Jean Lafitte, Remy had seen the
bustling port of New Orleans as his personal playground.
Wine, women, and song, he’d lived the life.
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