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Brüs. But she worried at giving into such belief and having it snatched away like a leaf blown away in the wind.
Sean reached up, rubbing his eyes.
“Do you need a break?” she asked.
“You wanna drive?”
She fidgeted in her seat. “I’ve never had the chance to learn how.”
He glanced at her with a soft smile. “If you want, I can teach you later.”
“Maybe.”
“I’ll be okay. Got a few more hours in me yet. I could use some food though. We’ll stop at the next town.”
The cab filled with a strangely comfortable silence, the quiet sounds of music from the radio filling in for talk.
After another hour, a small town appeared in the distance. Sean slowed and pulled off the highway. After filling the gas tank, he headed for a Mexican restaurant which promised the hottest salsa available for miles.
“Go ahead and grab a table,” Sean said, waving her to the front door as he pulled out his cell phone.
She headed for the building. Behind her, she heard him ask someone to email a list of blood banks and serving areas along the way to Alaska. She’d never before known a vampire to drink so genteelly from a plastic bag. The few she’d seen in the past had viciously savaged their human meals, killing them only after hours of torture. Then again, the type of people who hung around an Abatu demon like Brüs weren’t exactly the civilized type.
She shivered as memories of some of his parties came back, before she forced them away as quickly as she could.
Sean strode inside just as a waitress led her to a booth. He slipped into the bench on the other side.
After they ordered, Mayah glanced around the sparsely decorated place. It was small, with only a few tables, and a handful of booths along the back wall. But anything would be miniscule compared to the loud, disgusting dining hall in Brüs’s domains.
A shudder inched along her spine. She didn’t want to think about that right now, didn’t want her stomach to revolt at the many disgusting memories she could conjure up.
Glancing at Sean, she said, “So, you don’t want to talk about your demon magic. What about your mom?”
His eyes brightened with emotion at the topic.
The waitress delivered a large bowl of chips and a smaller container of salsa. “Enjoy.”
Mayah took a chip and broke it in half, dipped it and munched, not disappointed by the bite of heat.
Sean splayed his hands on the table, looking at them as he answered. “She’s great. Mostly.”
“Why only mostly?”
“We were captives for a long time.” His eyes darkened, the vampire red overtaking the thinner band of demon black. “But eventually we escaped. Mom and I were on the run for quite a while.”
“Is that how you know the back ways around the border?” she asked, nibbling another chip.
“Aye.”
“But you’re not on the run now, right?”
He shook his head. “We found my mom’s family and they took us in.”
“Your clan?” she asked, curious.
“Aye.”
So this clan which wanted to use her was his family. Maybe they weren’t as bad as she feared. Could she take that chance?
“But what is it like to have a mother?” she asked, pushing the thoughts away.
He blinked, settling back in his seat. “Didn’t you have one?”
She blanked all thought and emotion from her face. “My mother died in childbirth.” The lump in her throat prevented her from taking another bite.
As if he could see through her mask, his gaze grew sympathetic. Then he grinned, though she could tell it was forced. “She’s a pain in the ass. Always nagging, always trying to protect me like I’m still a child.”
“Sounds wonderful,” Mayah replied honestly.
He shrugged. “It is. Like I said, mostly. She loves me. But it’s long past time that she saw me as a capable adult.”
The waitress delivered their huge order, then left.
Sean picked up his fork, but didn’t eat. “When we were on the run, we had each other’s backs. She knew I was capable of keeping us both
Sean reached up, rubbing his eyes.
“Do you need a break?” she asked.
“You wanna drive?”
She fidgeted in her seat. “I’ve never had the chance to learn how.”
He glanced at her with a soft smile. “If you want, I can teach you later.”
“Maybe.”
“I’ll be okay. Got a few more hours in me yet. I could use some food though. We’ll stop at the next town.”
The cab filled with a strangely comfortable silence, the quiet sounds of music from the radio filling in for talk.
After another hour, a small town appeared in the distance. Sean slowed and pulled off the highway. After filling the gas tank, he headed for a Mexican restaurant which promised the hottest salsa available for miles.
“Go ahead and grab a table,” Sean said, waving her to the front door as he pulled out his cell phone.
She headed for the building. Behind her, she heard him ask someone to email a list of blood banks and serving areas along the way to Alaska. She’d never before known a vampire to drink so genteelly from a plastic bag. The few she’d seen in the past had viciously savaged their human meals, killing them only after hours of torture. Then again, the type of people who hung around an Abatu demon like Brüs weren’t exactly the civilized type.
She shivered as memories of some of his parties came back, before she forced them away as quickly as she could.
Sean strode inside just as a waitress led her to a booth. He slipped into the bench on the other side.
After they ordered, Mayah glanced around the sparsely decorated place. It was small, with only a few tables, and a handful of booths along the back wall. But anything would be miniscule compared to the loud, disgusting dining hall in Brüs’s domains.
A shudder inched along her spine. She didn’t want to think about that right now, didn’t want her stomach to revolt at the many disgusting memories she could conjure up.
Glancing at Sean, she said, “So, you don’t want to talk about your demon magic. What about your mom?”
His eyes brightened with emotion at the topic.
The waitress delivered a large bowl of chips and a smaller container of salsa. “Enjoy.”
Mayah took a chip and broke it in half, dipped it and munched, not disappointed by the bite of heat.
Sean splayed his hands on the table, looking at them as he answered. “She’s great. Mostly.”
“Why only mostly?”
“We were captives for a long time.” His eyes darkened, the vampire red overtaking the thinner band of demon black. “But eventually we escaped. Mom and I were on the run for quite a while.”
“Is that how you know the back ways around the border?” she asked, nibbling another chip.
“Aye.”
“But you’re not on the run now, right?”
He shook his head. “We found my mom’s family and they took us in.”
“Your clan?” she asked, curious.
“Aye.”
So this clan which wanted to use her was his family. Maybe they weren’t as bad as she feared. Could she take that chance?
“But what is it like to have a mother?” she asked, pushing the thoughts away.
He blinked, settling back in his seat. “Didn’t you have one?”
She blanked all thought and emotion from her face. “My mother died in childbirth.” The lump in her throat prevented her from taking another bite.
As if he could see through her mask, his gaze grew sympathetic. Then he grinned, though she could tell it was forced. “She’s a pain in the ass. Always nagging, always trying to protect me like I’m still a child.”
“Sounds wonderful,” Mayah replied honestly.
He shrugged. “It is. Like I said, mostly. She loves me. But it’s long past time that she saw me as a capable adult.”
The waitress delivered their huge order, then left.
Sean picked up his fork, but didn’t eat. “When we were on the run, we had each other’s backs. She knew I was capable of keeping us both
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