72 Insatiable: Part Two

"Hold on, let me speak to Vincent," Gabriel continued, unaware of her sudden embarrassment as he climbed across the bed that made her feel even smaller than she was. It could fit more than ten people in easily; they rolled around under the covers without once falling off the bed, even with some of the positions they tried. 

Gabriel held a phone to his ear, one that wasn't his mobile but was obviously his penthouse phone. "Vincent. Can you get some food for Miss Esme, please? Oh, one moment," He held the phone away and glanced at her, "What do you want to eat?" 

"What do you have?" She asked instantly, not knowing what she wanted. 

"I don't have food here.." Gabriel trailed off and grinned, revealing his fangs to make his point. Esme shaped her mouth in an 'O' and thought for a moment.