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all business, but with just a tiny glint of humor in his dark eyes.
“Jena is demi-vampir and this morning I saw sunlight for the first time in eight hundred years.”
The silence in the room was deafening.
“Good Lord!” Marc collapsed into a chair while Kelly stared, probably receiving information by taking a walk through her mate’s memories, Jena realized.
Jena started to feel very uncomfortable at being the center of such attention, but Kelly reached out, coming over and giving her a big hug. Kelly was a good friend and that hadn’t changed after she’d been turned. Kelly still had a generous heart and probably always would. It was just the way she was wired.
“I’m so glad you’ve found love, sweetie. I wish Ian and you every happiness.”
“Thanks, Kel.” Jena truly loved her friend and was glad she was there. She had so many questions to ask her now that they each had a vampire mate in common. There was so much to learn.
“Now what about your mother?” Kelly pulled back with a friendly smile. “I bet she’s like you, huh?”
“There’s another one?” Marc’s voice sounded behind Kelly.
Ian nodded, filling Marc in on the particulars. Marc’s decisiveness impressed Jena as he immediately made plans with Ian to see to her mother’s safety. It turned out, they both knew a very experienced enforcer named Julian who was near enough to her mother’s home in New York to go and watch over her. Marc made the call from a secure phone and set the wheels in motion, swearing the enforcer to secrecy. Both men vouched for Julian when Jena sought their reassurances, but Ian’s word was good enough for her.
She took a moment to sift through just a few of his memories—a skill she was getting better at as time went on—to get a better idea of what this Julian guy was all about. One thing she was able to learn from Ian’s memories was that Julian was a very handsome man. Her mother would have to watch out with a hunk like that watching over her every move.
Marc asked Jena to call her mother and warn her about Julian’s arrival. Jena didn’t really relish the idea of breaking all her news to her mother in front of witnesses, but she knew the phone line, at least on this end, was secure. There was no real reason to think her mother might be in danger…yet. But if somehow word got out about her demi-vampir state, that could change in a hurry. The idea truly frightened her but Ian reached out and squeezed one of her hands, pouring comfort and confidence through their link and she felt reassured as she dialed her mother’s number.
The call went about as well as could be expected. Jena’s mom, Lillian, had a kind of radar where she was concerned and wanted to hop the next flight out to see her, but Jena convinced her to stay put. She told her about Ian—and Julian’s imminent arrival—and Lillian jumped to all sorts of motherly conclusions that had her laughing out loud. That seemed, perversely, to reassure her mother and they rang off with a promise to call again the next day.
“Well?” Kelly wanted to know as Jena hung up the phone, still smiling and shaking her head. She looked up at her friend and chuckled.
“My mom is now convinced that I’m mixed up with the mafia.”
Chapter Eight
Over the next week or two, Jena managed to convince her mother that Ian was not a member of the Cosa Nostre . Apparently the handsome Julian had more influence than Jena would have credited. Her mother had always been an eminently sensible woman, but when she mentioned Julian’s name there was a certain wistfulness that communicated itself even over three thousand miles of telephone line.
They’d made plans to get together. Julian was flying her out on his private plane, in fact, which made Jena start to wonder just how rich this band of vampires she was now involved with was. Ian was playful when she broached the subject, teasing her about being a gold-digger, but he knew she wasn’t. She could read
“Jena is demi-vampir and this morning I saw sunlight for the first time in eight hundred years.”
The silence in the room was deafening.
“Good Lord!” Marc collapsed into a chair while Kelly stared, probably receiving information by taking a walk through her mate’s memories, Jena realized.
Jena started to feel very uncomfortable at being the center of such attention, but Kelly reached out, coming over and giving her a big hug. Kelly was a good friend and that hadn’t changed after she’d been turned. Kelly still had a generous heart and probably always would. It was just the way she was wired.
“I’m so glad you’ve found love, sweetie. I wish Ian and you every happiness.”
“Thanks, Kel.” Jena truly loved her friend and was glad she was there. She had so many questions to ask her now that they each had a vampire mate in common. There was so much to learn.
“Now what about your mother?” Kelly pulled back with a friendly smile. “I bet she’s like you, huh?”
“There’s another one?” Marc’s voice sounded behind Kelly.
Ian nodded, filling Marc in on the particulars. Marc’s decisiveness impressed Jena as he immediately made plans with Ian to see to her mother’s safety. It turned out, they both knew a very experienced enforcer named Julian who was near enough to her mother’s home in New York to go and watch over her. Marc made the call from a secure phone and set the wheels in motion, swearing the enforcer to secrecy. Both men vouched for Julian when Jena sought their reassurances, but Ian’s word was good enough for her.
She took a moment to sift through just a few of his memories—a skill she was getting better at as time went on—to get a better idea of what this Julian guy was all about. One thing she was able to learn from Ian’s memories was that Julian was a very handsome man. Her mother would have to watch out with a hunk like that watching over her every move.
Marc asked Jena to call her mother and warn her about Julian’s arrival. Jena didn’t really relish the idea of breaking all her news to her mother in front of witnesses, but she knew the phone line, at least on this end, was secure. There was no real reason to think her mother might be in danger…yet. But if somehow word got out about her demi-vampir state, that could change in a hurry. The idea truly frightened her but Ian reached out and squeezed one of her hands, pouring comfort and confidence through their link and she felt reassured as she dialed her mother’s number.
The call went about as well as could be expected. Jena’s mom, Lillian, had a kind of radar where she was concerned and wanted to hop the next flight out to see her, but Jena convinced her to stay put. She told her about Ian—and Julian’s imminent arrival—and Lillian jumped to all sorts of motherly conclusions that had her laughing out loud. That seemed, perversely, to reassure her mother and they rang off with a promise to call again the next day.
“Well?” Kelly wanted to know as Jena hung up the phone, still smiling and shaking her head. She looked up at her friend and chuckled.
“My mom is now convinced that I’m mixed up with the mafia.”
Chapter Eight
Over the next week or two, Jena managed to convince her mother that Ian was not a member of the Cosa Nostre . Apparently the handsome Julian had more influence than Jena would have credited. Her mother had always been an eminently sensible woman, but when she mentioned Julian’s name there was a certain wistfulness that communicated itself even over three thousand miles of telephone line.
They’d made plans to get together. Julian was flying her out on his private plane, in fact, which made Jena start to wonder just how rich this band of vampires she was now involved with was. Ian was playful when she broached the subject, teasing her about being a gold-digger, but he knew she wasn’t. She could read
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