I was worn out; it had been an extremely long and busy day. The emotional ups and downs had been intense. And to make matters worse, I hadn’t done any writing. I’d hear about it from my publisher, without any doubt. Her voice would probably be the one waking me up the next morning, shrill and angry, demanding to know who I thought I was and did I not have any appreciation for what she’s done for me. It was the same song every single time I missed my deadline. Which happened pretty much every single time I had a deadline. Yet, somehow, my books always ended up on the shelves on the exact day they were scheduled for release. Amazing how those things just happened. I suppose I worked best under pressure. I let myself into my condo, tossed my purse onto the kitchen counter and made my way into my room. I needed to cleanse myself. I was a dirty, dirty girl. Don’t let anyone fool you; vampires need to take showers too. Not as badly as, say, Werewolves or some other type of shifters but we got that not so fresh feeling as often as humans.
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