Ada kept up an apathetic look as James cooed, smiled and reassured her; damn him. He was so difficult to stay upset with but honestly she wasn’t angry with him in the first place, it was mainly her own screwed up sense of attachment that caused the problem. Now here he was apologizing for having a conversation with someone else. Great, she was now a crazy, obsessive friend.
“No, no it’s fine. You don’t have to ever rush anything for me. I’m just…”
She paused looking for the right word to describe herself. I’m angry? Loud? Stingy? No those sound unflattering, not that he didn’t already know those things about her.
“Impatient, you know I’m just impatient. Besides, that vamp put off this vibe that I didn’t like. We females have a pretty innate sense about one another you know. We got this predator type sense and if we don’t like one another then the claws go out.”
She smirked up at him, hoping to ease back into their usual relaxed mood.
“I saw you were having a pretty nice time with her though so I decided not to attack and mess her up.”
Ada stated this with a tough-guy inflection despite knowing that any of the vampires in that club could tear her to shreds if they really felt like it.
“So, a liaison specialist you say? She’s going to drag in more poor unfortunate souls? I guess you guys are going through us feed bags pretty quick; need to keep the shelves stocked.”
Well, that vamp was far behind them and now it was just her and James. Ada was going to have to teach herself to reel in the jealousy, anger and all the other crazy emotions she felt. Maybe punching a wall would be nice and therapeutic. Either way, right now she was walking beside one of the only friends she had and had ever known. The only man who had ever treated her with any sort of kindness, respect and attention that wasn’t completely sexual; he far surpassed her and nothing would ever come of it but it was still nice while it lasted. She leaned into him ever so slightly, he didn’t emit warmth to cut the chill but she didn’t mind.