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informed her before she embarrassed herself any further. “A DB5. It’s a classic, but under appreciated in America. Everyone here is about Corvettes, Mustangs, and obscene muscle cars. You need to go to England to find the proper appreciation for a car like this.”
“Have you been to England?” Cadence asked, knowing immediately that it was a foolish question.
Draven was not unkind in answering though. “Yes, I’ve spent some time in England. Lovely country, but my business thrives in the American market.”
“Mr. Crane,” Cadence said as Draven pulled on to a familiar side street. “What exactly does your firm do?”
Cadence watched as a slight smile touched the corners of Draven’s lips. “We’ll discuss that inside,” he said as he pulled into a narrow driveway. “That, and more. You and I have a lot to talk about.”
Cadence didn’t know what else to say. Draven put the car in park and got out before Cadence even realized where they had stopped. It wasn’t until Draven opened the passenger side door for her and lent her a hand to help her out of the low car that she had a chance to look up and see just where they had stopped.
In front of her loomed the dark, Victorian mansion that she passed almost daily on her way to work. The street was otherwise empty and the large trees blotted out the little light that made it through the overcast skies.
Even though the place was imposing, Cadence wasn’t altogether surprised that the home belonged to Draven. The dark exterior and old world look seemed to match her boss in every way, but as he walked towards the door, she hesitated.
“Cadence,” he caught her attention again. There was something about how he said her name that sent a shiver down her spine and she was powerless to ignore him. “I suggest you come in. We have a lot to discuss.”
“Um,” Cadence murmured. She was already so overwhelmed that she didn’t think she could handle anymore. “I think I should go home.”
“That’s entirely up to you,” Draven said, his beautiful blue eyes watching hers. “But I think it’s in your best interest to come in.”
He didn’t wait for her answer. Draven simply walked up the short steps at the front of the house and went in the front door.
Doubt crept up Cadence’s spine. Though he’d come to her rescue again, she didn’t know if she should, or even could, trust him. She just didn’t know if she had a choice.
Cadence looked over her shoulder in an effort to convince herself to leave, but when she did all she could see was more of the shadows. Every day there were more of them and they were no longer just at the corners of her vision. They were everywhere and they were closing in.
There was no way to know if it was the right choice, but it was the only one she could make. She turned away from the shadows and walked towards the open door of Draven’s home.
The outside of his home was dark and imposing, but as Cadence stepped inside, she saw elegance instead of darkness and she couldn’t deny that a part of her did feel safer.
The door seemed to close on its own behind her as she stepped inside and Cadence couldn’t help but jump just a little. Draven was nowhere to be seen and she slowly made her way through the grand entrance of his home.
The walls were a gorgeous plum and the ceiling was open to the second floor. The main staircase sprawled out in front of her and led to the second floor. She didn’t know whether to go up the stairs or through one of the doors that led off the grand entrance. Draven could be anywhere and she didn’t know where to start.
“Mr. Crane?” she called, giving up on the idea of searching for him.
“Please,” he said as he stepped through the galley door that must have led to the kitchen. “Call me Draven. Mr. Crane is much too formal.”
In his hands, he held a cup of coffee and handed it to Cadence. “You dropped your cup,” he told her when he saw the confused look in her eyes. “I
“Have you been to England?” Cadence asked, knowing immediately that it was a foolish question.
Draven was not unkind in answering though. “Yes, I’ve spent some time in England. Lovely country, but my business thrives in the American market.”
“Mr. Crane,” Cadence said as Draven pulled on to a familiar side street. “What exactly does your firm do?”
Cadence watched as a slight smile touched the corners of Draven’s lips. “We’ll discuss that inside,” he said as he pulled into a narrow driveway. “That, and more. You and I have a lot to talk about.”
Cadence didn’t know what else to say. Draven put the car in park and got out before Cadence even realized where they had stopped. It wasn’t until Draven opened the passenger side door for her and lent her a hand to help her out of the low car that she had a chance to look up and see just where they had stopped.
In front of her loomed the dark, Victorian mansion that she passed almost daily on her way to work. The street was otherwise empty and the large trees blotted out the little light that made it through the overcast skies.
Even though the place was imposing, Cadence wasn’t altogether surprised that the home belonged to Draven. The dark exterior and old world look seemed to match her boss in every way, but as he walked towards the door, she hesitated.
“Cadence,” he caught her attention again. There was something about how he said her name that sent a shiver down her spine and she was powerless to ignore him. “I suggest you come in. We have a lot to discuss.”
“Um,” Cadence murmured. She was already so overwhelmed that she didn’t think she could handle anymore. “I think I should go home.”
“That’s entirely up to you,” Draven said, his beautiful blue eyes watching hers. “But I think it’s in your best interest to come in.”
He didn’t wait for her answer. Draven simply walked up the short steps at the front of the house and went in the front door.
Doubt crept up Cadence’s spine. Though he’d come to her rescue again, she didn’t know if she should, or even could, trust him. She just didn’t know if she had a choice.
Cadence looked over her shoulder in an effort to convince herself to leave, but when she did all she could see was more of the shadows. Every day there were more of them and they were no longer just at the corners of her vision. They were everywhere and they were closing in.
There was no way to know if it was the right choice, but it was the only one she could make. She turned away from the shadows and walked towards the open door of Draven’s home.
The outside of his home was dark and imposing, but as Cadence stepped inside, she saw elegance instead of darkness and she couldn’t deny that a part of her did feel safer.
The door seemed to close on its own behind her as she stepped inside and Cadence couldn’t help but jump just a little. Draven was nowhere to be seen and she slowly made her way through the grand entrance of his home.
The walls were a gorgeous plum and the ceiling was open to the second floor. The main staircase sprawled out in front of her and led to the second floor. She didn’t know whether to go up the stairs or through one of the doors that led off the grand entrance. Draven could be anywhere and she didn’t know where to start.
“Mr. Crane?” she called, giving up on the idea of searching for him.
“Please,” he said as he stepped through the galley door that must have led to the kitchen. “Call me Draven. Mr. Crane is much too formal.”
In his hands, he held a cup of coffee and handed it to Cadence. “You dropped your cup,” he told her when he saw the confused look in her eyes. “I
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