Nocturne 029 - HOLIDAY WITH A VAMPIRE 02 - Caridad Pineiro - Calls 07 - Fate Calls by Silhouette Nocturne

Author:Silhouette Nocturne [Nocturne, Silhouette]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-01-16T23:16:44+00:00

Chapter 9

“I found my wife and son hanging from the portal of our home, which had been set on fire.”

Hadrian’s hands were clenched tightly in his lap and Connie placed one hand over his.

“Justus was just a boy.”

“But tainted by having a vampire mother.” To her surprise, he turned his palm upward and grasped her hand as he continued his story.

“I wanted to cut them down, bury them. Only Constantine’s thugs had returned, eager for more bloodshed. So I ran to my father’s, thinking it would be safe there.”

He tightened his hand on hers. His gaze glittered with unshed tears. His voice, when he continued, had a husky note from the emotions he tried to suppress. Emotions that were limning the dark brown irises of his eyes with the shocking glow of the demon.

“They were al dead. My mother and father. My younger brother and sister, barely into their teens. Slaughtered because of me.”

Connie cradled his cheek. “Not because of you. It was because those thugs were afraid of something that was different from them.”

“Don’t al humans have the same fear? Wouldn’t you stake me if you could?”

“I’m not like that. I—”

“Could accept what I am?” he chal enged with a sardonic arch to his brow, al traces of his earlier vulnerability wal ed up behind the stony features of his face. Could she? Connie wondered, running her thumb across his lips. Human lips right now, but in her mind’s eye came the recol ection of his lethal fangs. Of the nip at her lip and the sharp bite of pain from last night.

Slowly she withdrew her touch. He was more right than she cared to admit, having always thought herself rather liberal and unprejudiced at heart. Her encounter with Hadrian was proving her wrong on so many levels. His lips curled in a mocking grin, but before he could rebuke her, a knock came at the door.

At Hadrian’s bidding, George entered the room, wheeling the now almost-familiar cart. If he found it odd that she was free and sharing Hadrian’s bed, he said nothing. He merely took the cart to the far side of the room and the smal table she had noted earlier. He quickly transferred the contents of the cart to the table and left the room.

“Are you hungry?” Hadrian asked even as he was moving from the bed to the table, the loose folds of his tunic fal ing to just above his knee, exposing the defined muscles of his legs.

She rose as wel and joined him, the slide of the silk sensuous on her skin. He watched her as she approached, hunger in his gaze.

Human hunger.

Inside of her, something awakened with that look, contradicting her earlier thoughts that she couldn’t accept what he was. When he looked like this—admired her like this—it made it easier to forget that he was a demon who had sucked her blood. Who intended to suck her dry unless…

She convinced him she was different. Would that be enough? she wondered, but as she recal ed his dislike of the bel and the Santa suit, she suspected it might not be.

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