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Cedric rubbed her shoulders
likely trying to console her. “Are you all right, Danielle?” That
kind tone in his voice helped as well.
“Yes, thank you, I’m extremely grateful you
were both here.”
“You’re very welcome, we’re happy to be of
service.”
“Cedric,” Seth said abruptly, “call Ethan
and Beon. They need to know.”
The younger vampire frowned. “I don’t think
so. Ethan isn’t going to take this well. Neither one of them will.
You make the calls.”
Seth glowered. “I’ve asked you to do
it.” She suspected that he came close to saying, Do it because I said so, young man ,
but somehow resisted the urge.
“You’re the adult.”
Danielle couldn’t help but laugh at
that, and clapped a hand over her mouth, trying to hide it. Okay—so
maybe Seth was over eight or nine hundred years old, while Cedric
was only eighty-nine. That
still made him the same age as her grandfather. His words repeated
through her thoughts…. You’re the
adult ... and she snorted with laughter again. The
immortal bodyguards looked at her, but said nothing.
“Fine, I’ll do it.” Seth turned and stalked
off, whipped a cell phone from his pocket, pressed a button, and
then jerked it to his ear.
Cedric’s gaze lifted past her shoulder. “You
should get back to your cousin now; it appears she’s getting
restless.”
Danielle nodded in agreement and returned to
Brianna. However, later that day, she asked Beon if he would also
assign guards to her cousin when she noticed that Mr. Martine and
her security detail weren’t the only vampires trailing her. She was
gaining a following and it made her concerned for Brianna’s safety
as well as her own. Beon agreed and quickly set two men to watch
her cousin, who remained oblivious.
Ethan called her soon after he was told
about the attempted kidnapping, but he was pleased with how it’d
been handled, and told Danielle that he would be home soon, though
he didn’t say exactly when.
Chapter 5
Fairytale
Danielle went to bed early that night . But just as she’d tucked herself in,
she heard a noise at her window, right before it began to open
slowly.
Her heart stopped.
What now? she
thought, and then breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it
was only Max. Her smile became a gape of confusion when she noticed
he was carrying a huge bouquet of roses. He’d only given her one
the other night, and that one flower had been an innocent shade of
pink. These were red—usually meaning love, or at least that’s what
she thought.
“Er.... Hi, Max. What’s going on?”
He ignored her question and went directly to
the iPod on her dresser. “Do you happen to have any instrumental or
romantic selections for this?” he asked while looking through the
play lists listed in the interface.
“What?” Now she was really perplexed.
“Oh, how about ‘Danielle’s bedtime mix’?”
His face brightened while he checked with her for confirmation.
She stared blankly back at him.
Max shrugged and had clearly decided his
selection was acceptable without a single word from her. He
connected the device into the iPod dock, but didn’t push play, and
then turned to face her again, smirking broadly. “That’s just in
case we make too much noise and need a cover.”
What noises are we going to be making? she wondered. “Um, Max, seriously, are you trying to anger
Ethan? Because this should do it…”
He chortled softly, his huge shoulders
shaking with it. Teasing her was apparently fun for him. “Oh,
I know Ethan will not be
angry with me.” A dauntless grin pulled at his lips.
“How?”
“Well, my love, while you certainly
are worthy of such affection from me, these flowers are not from
me. These are from the lowly chap standing outside.” He waved an
open hand in the direction of the window, as though he was a game
show host noting the fine prizes available .
Danielle’s eyes enlarged as she slipped from
her bed, strode eagerly to the window,
likely trying to console her. “Are you all right, Danielle?” That
kind tone in his voice helped as well.
“Yes, thank you, I’m extremely grateful you
were both here.”
“You’re very welcome, we’re happy to be of
service.”
“Cedric,” Seth said abruptly, “call Ethan
and Beon. They need to know.”
The younger vampire frowned. “I don’t think
so. Ethan isn’t going to take this well. Neither one of them will.
You make the calls.”
Seth glowered. “I’ve asked you to do
it.” She suspected that he came close to saying, Do it because I said so, young man ,
but somehow resisted the urge.
“You’re the adult.”
Danielle couldn’t help but laugh at
that, and clapped a hand over her mouth, trying to hide it. Okay—so
maybe Seth was over eight or nine hundred years old, while Cedric
was only eighty-nine. That
still made him the same age as her grandfather. His words repeated
through her thoughts…. You’re the
adult ... and she snorted with laughter again. The
immortal bodyguards looked at her, but said nothing.
“Fine, I’ll do it.” Seth turned and stalked
off, whipped a cell phone from his pocket, pressed a button, and
then jerked it to his ear.
Cedric’s gaze lifted past her shoulder. “You
should get back to your cousin now; it appears she’s getting
restless.”
Danielle nodded in agreement and returned to
Brianna. However, later that day, she asked Beon if he would also
assign guards to her cousin when she noticed that Mr. Martine and
her security detail weren’t the only vampires trailing her. She was
gaining a following and it made her concerned for Brianna’s safety
as well as her own. Beon agreed and quickly set two men to watch
her cousin, who remained oblivious.
Ethan called her soon after he was told
about the attempted kidnapping, but he was pleased with how it’d
been handled, and told Danielle that he would be home soon, though
he didn’t say exactly when.
Chapter 5
Fairytale
Danielle went to bed early that night . But just as she’d tucked herself in,
she heard a noise at her window, right before it began to open
slowly.
Her heart stopped.
What now? she
thought, and then breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it
was only Max. Her smile became a gape of confusion when she noticed
he was carrying a huge bouquet of roses. He’d only given her one
the other night, and that one flower had been an innocent shade of
pink. These were red—usually meaning love, or at least that’s what
she thought.
“Er.... Hi, Max. What’s going on?”
He ignored her question and went directly to
the iPod on her dresser. “Do you happen to have any instrumental or
romantic selections for this?” he asked while looking through the
play lists listed in the interface.
“What?” Now she was really perplexed.
“Oh, how about ‘Danielle’s bedtime mix’?”
His face brightened while he checked with her for confirmation.
She stared blankly back at him.
Max shrugged and had clearly decided his
selection was acceptable without a single word from her. He
connected the device into the iPod dock, but didn’t push play, and
then turned to face her again, smirking broadly. “That’s just in
case we make too much noise and need a cover.”
What noises are we going to be making? she wondered. “Um, Max, seriously, are you trying to anger
Ethan? Because this should do it…”
He chortled softly, his huge shoulders
shaking with it. Teasing her was apparently fun for him. “Oh,
I know Ethan will not be
angry with me.” A dauntless grin pulled at his lips.
“How?”
“Well, my love, while you certainly
are worthy of such affection from me, these flowers are not from
me. These are from the lowly chap standing outside.” He waved an
open hand in the direction of the window, as though he was a game
show host noting the fine prizes available .
Danielle’s eyes enlarged as she slipped from
her bed, strode eagerly to the window,
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