"Mary Janice Davidson - Betsy 01 - Undead And Unwed" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Mary Janice)

тАЬWhat the hell is wrong with you?тАЭ

Jessica bounced up from the mattress, grinning. тАЬThatтАЩs the only thing youтАЩve got to worry about now,
kiddo. Where there be vampires, there be vampire hunters.They donтАЩt know youтАЩre one of the good
guys. I figured we could do some drills.тАЭ For the first time, I noticed she was wearing jeans, a heavy
sweatshirt, kneepads, elbow pads, and a bikerтАЩs helmet. She looked like a black armadillo. тАЬYou know,
get your anti-stake reflexes really humming.тАЭ

тАЬCoffee,тАЭ I groaned, staggering toward the bathroom. I was perfectly awakeтАФand I certainly didnтАЩt
need to peeтАФbut I was determined to maintain some sort of routine. тАЬAnd get lost!тАЭ

тАЬNo way. Now that youтАЩre back from the dead, IтАЩm doing everything I can to keep you from biting the
big one again. For example, Liz, are you prepared todeal with THIS? тАЭ She yowled that last as she
leaped toward my back, swinging that damned stake. I had plenty of time to sidestep her, and she hit the
wall like a bug and bounced off, landing on her padded knees in front of my dresser. тАЬOoooh, nice!тАЭ she
said approvingly. тАЬYou didnтАЩt even turn around. WeтАЩll add super hearing to the list.тАЭ

тАЬPlease go away,тАЭ I begged. тАЬI plan to stay inside and wallow in guilt all day. Night, I mean.тАЭ

тАЬWhy?тАЭ

тАЬWhy?тАЭ I couldnтАЩt tell her about Nick. I was too embarrassed. Plus, sheтАЩd whip out the Sex Calendar
and update it on the spot. As a goad to improving the frequency of my naked indoor games, she had
started to keep track. The pitiful number I racked up in 2001 was especially humiliating. тАЬBecause IтАЩm
now an unnatural creature, thatтАЩs why. Buzz off.тАЭ

тАЬNo way! WeтАЩre going to fight crime tonight.тАЭ

тАЬWe are, huh?тАЭ Actually, that was not such a bad idea. I could do with a little atonement after last night.

тАЬYup. Also, youтАЩre kind of clammy. I tried to take your pulse when I got here, and your wrist is chilly. I
know! LetтАЩs take your temperature.тАЭ

I shuddered at the thought. Was I room temperature? Cold-blooded like a snake? Ugh. тАЬLetтАЩs not.тАЭ

I found out Miss Stabs-A-Lot had been busy while I was resting (it was too deep, dreamless and, letтАЩs
face it, deathlike, to call it sleeping). SheтАЩd set up my computer to download all the pertinent news stories
of the day, so when I тАж

(rose)

тАжgot up IтАЩd see what had been happening in the world during the day. SheтАЩd also bought my house.

тАЬMy house,тАЭ I said slowly.

тАЬHey, it was going on the market at the end of the month. YouтАЩre dead, remember? You donтАЩt live here
anymore, and since you still had eleven years to go on your mortgage, the bank was kind of interested in
getting it back.тАЭ She handed me a thick sheaf of papers. тАЬItтАЩs all taken care of.тАЭ

I stared blankly at the paperwork. тАЬJessтАжI donтАЩt know what to say. This was so thoughtfulтАжand