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When in doubt, distract with sex. Works every time.
“Hmm, maybe another day?” he suggested. “Could be fun…given the right circumstances.”
She didn’t answer him, and he gave a frustrated sigh, leaving the room.
When the door shut, she counted to sixty and hopped off the couch. She dressed faster than ever before. She didn’t want to miss their meeting.
Chapter Eighteen
Isaac scanned the clearing for his brother and found him draped across a giant boulder.
“So, what are we going to do?” Elijah asked without preamble.
They both knew they couldn’t waste time on niceties. Nor did Isaac care for them. He had a job to do, pure and simple. He had no desire to forgive his brother, or to become friends. Hell no, he did this for Sabrina and Sabrina only.
Isaac cocked his head. “We need to set a trap for Louisa. When one of us is distracting Louisa, the other can try to sneak up on her. No, that won’t do at all. She will see us coming, and know what is happening. Louisa’s impossible to beat. We’ll never—” He paced in agitation as he ran a hand through his hair.
Elijah interrupted him. “No, I may have a plan. It came to me earlier. She’s always lusted after me. We can both attest to as much.” Isaac gave a curt nod of his head and met Elijah’s eyes. More than likely, Elijah also remembered just how much she had desired him, and how far she would go to get him. “I can entice her, make her think she has a chance. Distract her using kisses and caresses. That’s where you take advantage of her distraction. If you know what I’m saying.”
“Will she fall for such an old trick, after all this time you’ve spent hating her?” Isaac scoffed. Louisa would believe that all of a sudden, Elijah couldn’t keep his hands off of her? Not bloody likely.
Turning red, Elijah looked away from Isaac’s scrutiny. “There have been moments of weakness. We have—”
Isaac’s eyes widened as he realized what his brother alluded to. He glared and snapped, “You’ve had sex with the woman responsible for killing Amelia, the same woman responsible for making us what we are? Is this what you’re telling me?”
“Oh, spare me the righteousness of Isaac, if you will.” Elijah snarled as he made a dismissive gesture of his hand. “We vampires don’t exactly have a whole lot of choices out there, unlike you. If we try to take a human, they usually die in our arms. You, however, can have anyone you want, minus the repercussions. So don’t judge me.”
“Some people just do without,” Isaac argued. His cheeks flushed when Elijah studied him, and he avoided his gaze and shifted on his feet. He hadn’t meant to let that slip. “So you keep her otherwise occupied. Then, what, I run up behind you and snap her head off?”
“Precisely,” Elijah drawled.
“How would we arrange the time, and place? We’d also need a signal, one no Enforcers would catch on to.” Isaac tensed, and shouted, “God damn it, Sabrina!”
Elijah stared at him in confusion before he, too, sensed her presence. He whipped his head in her direction, and they both glared at her as she walked into the clearing. She held her head high, and her chin set stubbornly. Her eyes flashed in the moonlight as thunder boomed overhead. She had never looked so gorgeous, and he had never been so goddamned furious.
Once, just once, could she listen to him? Isaac rushed
to her, pausing only to glower at Elijah when he headed toward her as well. Oh, hell no. Sabrina belonged to him, and Elijah needed to remember it. Now.
Elijah, heeding the unspoken warning, instantly halted, though his fists remained clenched.
“What the hell are you doing here, Sabrina? Are you crazy?” Isaac whispered.
She glared and answered, “No. I’mnot. I’m not the one risking my head for treason.”
Isaac opened his mouth to retort, only to be interrupted by Elijah. “Perhaps she’s here for a reason, Isaac.”
That earned a hiss from Isaac, but he did manage to ask using great control, “Is there something wrong, Sabrina?”
She hesitated and her gaze darted from him to Elijah speculatively. She looked terrified of what she wanted to say, but her chin jutted out nonetheless. If she was scared by what she had to say, he had a feeling he wouldn’t like it either. At all.
“I’d like Elijah to change me,” she stated.
Not like it? Understatement of the century.
Thunder crashed overhead, and Isaac found himself incapable of words, so he sputtered. The wind whipped around the trio at hurricane-like speeds, and Sabrina braced herself against a tree to fight the force of the winds pulling at her.
“Isaac, you need to calm down!” Elijah yelled as he approached Sabrina, presumably to help keep her from floating away in the wind. He got rewarded for his admonishment when Isaac pushed him, slamming him into the boulder he had previously rested upon.
