Deep Deception by Z.A. Maxfield

Author:Z.A. Maxfield
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Vampire;academics;romance;m/m;gay;adventure;suspense;paranormal
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2015-05-12T04:00:00+00:00

“The windows in the car are tinted.” Adin took the stairs two at a time. “We can cover him until he’s inside. If we leave early enough the sky will still be overcast.”

“Adin, I promise—” Boaz followed Adin. “You don’t need to move him. We can figure this out. We—”

“Donte!” Adin entered the bedroom and found Donte with his eyes open, struggling to sit up. “Here. I’m right here, let me help you. We’re going back to Paris, all right?”

Donte caught Adin’s hand and forced him to sit on the edge of the bed. “Stop, caro.”

“Donte—”

“Sit with me for a moment, will you? You wake the dead with all your shouting. What a fishwife you’ve become.”

“I’m sorry.” Adin took Donte’s hand in both of his and pressed it to his heart. “I’m so scared, lover.”

“I can tell…your heart races.” Donte sighed and reached out to pull Adin into a tender hug. Adin helped him to a sitting position, then together, they stood. “I must look dreadful for you to react like this. Before you become completely unhinged, let me get my bearings.” He walked slowly toward the mirror on the wall, but not without grimacing as though he were in pain.

Donte gazed at his image for a moment without visibly reacting while he inspected his face. He turned his head, peering at one side and then the other. Even though he seemed mildly shocked, he grinned. Adin saw nothing, regretting that for him Donte’s mirror image would only appear in his peripheral vision as a trick of the light.

“What?” Adin asked.

“So this is what I would look like were I to grow old. I still have my hair.”

“Yes,” Adin rolled his eyes. “It’s rather dashing really. I hope I keep mine.”

Donte turned to him ready with the old argument. “You know very well that I can see to it that you do.”

“In your current state, you couldn’t blow out a birthday candle.” Adin impulsively cupped Donte’s face in his hands and kissed him. “Let’s get you sorted before we argue again, please?”

Donte’s eyes softened, all the love, all the exasperation there for Adin to see. “Yes, caro. Let’s. It hardly makes sense to ask for forever if I’m going to shuffle off my mortal—”

“Adin,” Bran called from the stairway. “We have everything packed and ready, but we also have company.”

“What the hell?” Adin strode to the window and saw a second dark sedan parked next to Boaz’s car. Tinted windows. The driver’s side door opened and a man emerged. He wore a dark hat and gloves and carried an umbrella. “Friends of yours?” he asked when Donte came to stand at his side.

“Not that I know of.” Donte held his hand up to block the light.

Adin pushed him back gently, away from the window. He was surprised that Donte yielded, and then dismayed because he probably couldn’t resist. He watched as their guest raised an umbrella over his head beneath the overcast sky, even though it wasn’t raining. A momentary glimpse of his face sparked recognition.

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