The stench hit me like a brick wall. One moment I was enjoying the fresh, clean air, the next my nostrils were being accosted by the sickeningly sweet scent of a vampire.
I jumped up to my feet immediately, my eyes like daggers as I glared over at him. What the hell did this leech want with me? Was he stalking me now? How long had he been standing over there watching me? Creep.
"Excuse me?" I guffawed at what was apparently supposed to be some type of a threat. Wow. And here Jake was asking me to be professional. But there was no way in hell that I could do that if they were going to talk to me like this. My tone was dry, I sneered, "Thanks for the warning."
There was so much I wanted to say! So much I wanted to do! I wanted to claw his face off. I wanted to rip him apart. I wanted to bitch him out like I had never bitched out anyone before. Oh, I was angry. My hands started to tremble, and I felt the heat running up and down my spine. But I knew none of these things would end up well. I knew a fight with this bloodsucker would be the last thing that Jake wanted. How could I do that to him, knowing what he just asked of me?
So the only thing I could come up with was a stupid reply, "Trust me, I wouldn't want to touch her with a fifty inch pole if I had to." I could tell he was trying to intimidate me, but I just threw the look right back at him. Ugh. He wasn't even attractive, what could that idiot girl see in him?