Poe Visits 001

Poe sauntered in and flopped with grace onto the bed, pulling one of the pillows under his chin as he rolled onto his stomach.

From my little nook of an office in the corner of my bedroom, I looked over at him and frowned.  The last thing I needed right then, was the irreverent vampire bugging me when I had to work. 

“Bugger off Poe.” I turned my head back to the keyboard and open up the next chapter I had to edit.

I didn’t have to see his face to know he was giving me a fang filled grin.  I could hear it in his voice when he spoke.  “Come on Evi.  I’m bored.” 

Rolling my eyes I turned my head to look at Poe.  “And that’s my problem how?” 

I tried very hard not to notice how his lean, muscular body took up most of the space on my queen sized bed.  I tried even harder not to notice how his pale skin almost seemed to glow in few lights I had on in my room.   He is beautiful, the way a marble statue is beautiful, but Poe’s beauty hides a menacing danger... all the more to turn a girl on with. 

“You are taking too long on this edit Evi.  I need some adventure.  It gets stuffy and boring in your head with all those other idiots.”  His dark brow formed a perfect arch as he shifted to get more comfortable.  Tight denim stretched across his powerful thighs and I fought off the urge to swallow audibly. 

“If you wanted to get me to work faster you should have sent Zane or Heath. They would have had more chance of convincing me.”

He laughed and sat up giving me a look that meant trouble.  “If I wanted you to get totally sidetracked, yeah, then I’d send in Heath.  You’re stuck with me chicky.”

“Do I look like a bird.” My voice held a note of anger.

“Besides,” He ignored my indignation. “You are already on the edge of having men in white coats sent for you.”

I spluttered, trying to think of a good comeback – you’d think as a writer it would be esier.

Poe picked up my figurine of Tidus from Final Fantasy X, and I frowned harder. 

“I’ve had enough Poe, go back where you belong.” 

He gave me that fang grin again and winked.  “Have at least ten chapters done  by Tuesday Evi.  Or else.” 

“Or Else wha—”

He was gone, vanished as silently as he had arrived.

I shook my head and turned back to my computer.  It was bad enough when they were clamouring for me to tell their stories, but when they pop free of my imagination like that I have to wonder. 

How long do I have before the men in white coats come to fetch me – and hope, they at least have a designer straight jacket with them.

Evi's tiny corner office.