Filthy Rich Vampire (Filthy Rich Vampires #1)

by Geneva Lee

I had other problems to worry about, and even a pretty blonde riding my cock wasn’t enough to take my mind off them.

“Relax, it’s the twenty-first century. Girls can text guys now.

Most human men didn’t live long enough to outgrow their own stupidity.

“You’re holding my cock. I think we’re past worrying about keeping out of each other’s business,” he said drily.

But the trouble with best friends, especially ones you’d known forever, was that they might pop up anywhere at any time. Even naked in your bed.

Jacqueline was as blunt as a sword’s hilt and as sharp as its blade. It was one of the reasons we got along. There was no time wasted on tiptoeing around the facts. She called me on my bullshit. I called her on hers. It worked for us. Most of the time.