Dracul's Revenge 01: Dracul's Blood by Carol Lynne, T. A. Chase

didn’t look convinced, but it didn’t bother Bobby. It was a gorgeous fall day and he had a hot man at his side. He pushed all thoughts of the case out of his head for the time being. Tomorrow would be soon enough for him to get back to working on the Thompson murders.

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    Nik grinned as Bobby handed him his winnings. “Beginner’s luck.”
    Bobby slapped the rolled programme in his hand against his thigh and took his seat.
    “Yeah, well three straight wins is pushing the beginner’s luck thing a little far.”
    Feeling comfortable for the first time since they arrived at the track, Nik leaned against Bobby’s side. “Well, you don’t have to worry about me anymore. I’m done. I’ll take my mountains of cash and buy us a hamburger after we leave.”
    Bobby swung his arm to the back of Nik’s seat and cupped his shoulder. “I still say picking a horse by the colour isn’t a smart way to bet.”
    Nik inched even closer to Bobby’s warmth. If they’d been alone, he definitely would’ve tried everything in his arsenal to get Bobby’s mind off the races. He could tell Bobby knew what he was doing when it came to placing bets, but the detective’s luck seemed to have been left in the car.
    With his free hand, Bobby opened the programme and began studying the race after the one getting ready to be run. It was nice being with someone who wasn’t afraid to show a little affection in public.
    Nik had never gone for making out or anything like that around the straights, but DRACUL’S BLOOD
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    holding hands or simply wrapping his arms around a lover seemed natural. Why should he hide his feelings just because they made some people uncomfortable?
    Evidently, Bobby wasn’t the only one losing, because the stands slowly emptied as the races continued. It suited Nik just fine. He knew it was strange for a man born and raised in a city to feel overwhelmed by large crowds, but he’d grown up in his small corner of Chelsea.
    His parents had barely managed to pay the bills on the home he still lived in. Traipsing around Manhattan hadn’t been a luxury they could afford, so Nik spent the majority of his time either in his room or the local branch of the library.
    Bobby hugged Nik closer to his side. “You doing okay?”
    Nik gave in to temptation and rested his hand on Bobby’s flat stomach. “Does it bother you if I sit this close?”
    Bobby chuckled, and leant down to whisper in Nik’s ear. “The only thing it’s bothering is my dick.”
    Nik licked his lips. “I can’t do much about that here, sorry.”
    For a brief moment, Bobby nuzzled Nik’s ear. “As soon as this next race has been run, why don’t we get out of here?”
    Nik nodded. What was it about the detective that made him feel different from any other man he’d been with? Normally, he was reserved when it came to jumping into the sack.
    It was only about three hours into his first official date with Bobby, and he was more than ready to jump the man’s bones. He was so lost in his fantasies, he didn’t even realise the horses were ready until it was over.
    Bobby growled and tossed his ticket to the ground, before standing. “My luck is complete shit today.”
    Nik stood and grabbed Bobby’s hand as they walked towards the parking lot. Once they were far enough from the crowd, Nik stopped and pulled Bobby’s head down for a quick kiss. “I’ve a feeling your luck is about to change.”
    Without a word, Bobby once again started towards his car, only this time it was more like running. Nik held tight to Bobby’s hand and tried to keep up. In a sea of cars, Bobby managed to find the Camaro.
    The moment they reached the car, Bobby pressed Nik against the passenger door and ravaged his mouth, sweeping the interior with that delicious tongue Nik was beginning to crave. Nik let out a soft whimper and Bobby pressed his thigh between Nik’s legs, giving DRACUL’S BLOOD
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    him