The Vampire With the Dragon Tattoo by Kerrelyn Sparks

Author:Kerrelyn Sparks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2013-08-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“He’s beautiful,” Leah whispered as she watched the little boy sleeping in the crib, his pink cheeks and blond hair nestled against a blue pillow. “He looks like you.”

“Thank you.” Marielle smiled as she gazed at her son. “But when he’s being stubborn, which is most of the time, I say that he takes after his father.”

“Can I ask you a personal question?” When Marielle nodded, Leah continued, “How does it work—I mean, do you like being married to a vampire?”

Marielle’s mouth twitched. “Are you contemplating a similar marriage?”

“No, no.” Leah waved a dismissive hand. “I’m just curious.”

“I see,” Marielle said, although her eyes still glinted with humor. “Well, I know very little about other marriages, but I believe mine is very happy. Even our housekeeper says it works wonderfully well.”

“She knows your husband is a vampire?”

“Yes. She even told me she’d like a vampire of her own. Do you know why?”

Because he might be gorgeous, sweet, and sexy like Dougal? Leah shook her head. “I have no idea.”

“Because you never have to cook for them. And they never snore.”

“Right.” ’Cause they sleep like the dead.

“I can’t imagine being married to anyone but Connor. And Gabriel—” Marielle glanced down at the sleeping boy. “I am still in awe that I actually gave birth. To have life growing inside me, then to see him, and hold him in my arms. There is so much love in my heart, I feel like it could burst.”

Leah gazed at the little boy, and a vision flashed across her mind of a little boy with black curly hair and green eyes. She pushed the thought aside. Dougal seemed to be constantly monopolizing her thoughts. “Is it true you were an angel?”

Marielle nodded and led her toward the nursery door. “Not a very good one, I’m afraid. I didn’t always follow orders. When I was a Healer, I healed two children I wasn’t supposed to.”

“You saved their lives?” Leah stepped into the hall with her. “How could that be bad?”

“One grew up to be a serial killer.”

Leah winced.

Marielle headed toward the staircase. “When I became a Deliverer, I disobeyed again. My wings were stripped off, and I was cast upon the earth. That’s when Connor found me, and I fell in love.”

“But surely, as an angel, you already knew about love.”

“Yes.” Marielle paused at the head of the stairs. “For millennia, I was one of the Heavenly Host, a part of the whole. We were connected to each other, always communicating with each other and singing praises to the Heavenly Father. We could always feel His presence, so we were surrounded by love, and filled with love for His children.”

Leah’s skin prickled with goose bumps. “It sounds . . . heavenly.”

“It was.” Marielle smiled with a wistful look. “It was a warm and peaceful sort of love, a love for everyone. But with Connor, it all changed. All of a sudden, love was personal and . . . fierce. There was a desperation to it, so powerful that I could not live without him.

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