Chapter 9: Judge of Character

Michel released his grip as I pulled forward to get my suitcase. I almost thought for a moment that he was going to play gentleman and get it for me, but when I looked back at him, he wasn't looking at me. He had jerked his head to the side and his eyes were focused on a figure in the corner. Hopefully, he wasn't eying his next meal.

I looked over a noticed soon the figure and the hint of green eyes; I could feel from a distance. It was Reid. And he soon appeared right next to us, but not as fast as a vampire could. He didn't want to be noticed all that well. There were still a few people wondering about, not to mention security cameras.

"You can't kick me out of your home so close to daylight. That's just wrong," he said lowly.

"You played a very dirty trick in something I entrusted you on."

"It was a fun game that I just love playing," he pointed out again, slowly, annoyed.

Michel thought for a moment, obviously considering him coming to his home, even after tricking me into thinking he was someone else. "Can you handle the fact that she will have free access in the day?"

He looked startled and taken aback, "Excuse me? I didn't even know that you were willing to take a risk like that."

"I don't considerate a risk. It's called trust. Something you apparently can't keep." Michel snarled.

Reid gave a small insincere laugh, but then got serious, "I don't want her killing me in my sleep."

"I wouldn't blame her if she did, at least after what you did," Michel shot at him darkly. I raised my eyebrows at Michel for saying that.

Reid jerked his head to look at me, grabbing my chin and turning my head so I was looking at him, immediately though, before my eye could catch it, Michel was in front of me and he shoved Reid away.

"You will not touch her." He warned sternly.

"She will not be free in the day, having easy access to kill either of us." Reid demanded again.

Michel considered something for a moment, seeing he was getting nowhere with Reid. Kerry began to worry that he would actually handcuff her again. Michel then spoke, breaking the silence that had been created between them for the last few moments, he pointed out with hidden annoyance "Well, considering you're the one who saw her memories," mumbling, "even though I told you not to cross that line," his voice got back to what it was before, "you should be a pretty good judge of character."

"What? trust her because she wasn't going through certain plans in her head on how to kill a vampire while I was sucking her blood?" I winced at that term.

"She saved my life two years ago when she could have just walked out. She could have killed me while she watched over my sleep, but she didn't. So, I guess, I'll be the judge of character. She can roam freely during the day and if you have a problem with that, find somewhere else to stay, otherwise, suck it up." Michel's voice grew low and dangerous.

Reid glanced back at me, looking annoyed.

I found myself in the back of a black SUV. Michel was gentlemen-y enough to carry my suitcase, while Reid just snorted at that. Gee, you have sex with a vampire guy an airplane bathroom, figure out it was the wrong guy, and now he's being all asshole-y to you.

I leaned my head against the window, watching buildings that were in Japanese as we drove by.

Sorry for the short chapter. It's been sitting on my computer. I thought I might give it to you guys :)