Page 18 of Bitten By Love


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I cupped his face, lifted it to make eye contact, and said, “I believe you.”

He looked like a man who saw the light after years of living in darkness. “Thank you, Milady. I haven’t yet known of such a gift as your forgiveness,” he said and launched himself at me. He began kissing me desperately as if tomorrow might never come and rolled us both across the bed. I broke the kiss to take some air before he commenced another, a more intense one. Gabriel then embraced me close to his chest and simply relished the moment. “Are you ready for our trip?”

“Was it today? I thought we had another week?”

“I’m too eager to spend every waking moment with you. At the same time, I want to experience the world with you by my side. We have so much to catch up with,” he said. “But I don’t want to rush you. If you wish, we can wake up tomorrow morning and be there in an hour.”

“You mean when I wake up.” I still needed to discover present Gabriel’s sleeping face.

He chuckled. “I can sleep next to you tonight.”

“I wouldn’t mind it. I wouldn’t mind it at all.”

“Then we have a deal.” He kissed me on my forehead.

∞∞∞

That evening, Gabriel followed through with his promise. First, he ensured the entire staff left the castle so we could enjoy our privacy. Then we had dinner at the downstairs fifty-foot dining table. We had burgers and fries in the fanciest setting possible. After, we went to our bedroom and put on pajamas. I wore silky lace short shorts and a camisole. And he wore silk black pajama pants and a black tank top. A perfect opportunity to ogle and marvel at his toned arms while lying in bed. In medieval times, we mostly lived on a day-by-day basis. Adventures called upon us with or without our consent. We simply had to face them. But now, between the walls of this bedroom, I could enjoy a sense of relief. A deep, victorious exhale. For we won against all odds. What we were left with was to enjoy it. Gabriel looked at me with earnest eyes but didn’t say anything. I did the same. Tonight, we wanted to immerse ourselves in each other’s presence. We played the staring game for the longest time until I lost by succumbing to sleep.

The moment I woke up, I saw Gabriel again, lying next to me. Except he was already dressed for our outing in a deep navy button-up and trousers of the same color.

“I always thought vampires preferred to dress in black. Look at you, breaking stereotypes,” I said with a raspy, morning voice.

He laughed and said, “It is because of my princess that I feel more confident to loosen up the grips of vampire fashion.”

I laughed at his answer while Gabriel decided to make use of my vulnerable state and kiss me.

“No, wait. I didn’t brush my teeth.” I pushed him away and ran to the bathroom.

“I’m willing to devour you in any circumstance,” he said.

I blushed and locked the bathroom door at the sound of those words.

“Do you believe a measly door could stop me?” he asked nonchalantly.

“Not unless you wish to ruin your décor,” I said behind the door.

“All this was done for you. I could live just as well in a cave, which I did. On numerous occasions. But I’ll be nice and rip the door at its hinges slowly and then ravish you some more.”

“The more you talk, the more it will take me to get ready, and we might be late for our drive,” I said and began to brush my teeth.

“Who said we’re going to drive? It would take us almost four hours. I’m planning to arrive there in less than an hour,” said Gabriel.

I couldn’t finish brushing my teeth. I spat out the excess and asked, “How are we going to get there?”

“You will find out in due time, my love. Now hurry up and get ready. I’ll go get you a coffee,” he said and left the room.

After I took a shower and put on a white dress, Gabriel met me in the hallway and said, “You look stunning, Milady. A perfect outfit for today.”

I saw he also took a navy jacket, so I couldn’t help but ask, “Do not tell me vampires get cold too?”

“You never know when you might need it,” he said.

When would he need it, though? Sometimes, this man did not make sense, but questioning his every move would overwhelm any historian researcher. “Where are we going now?” I asked.

“On the roof,” Gabriel said and led the way.

“On the roof? Don’t tell me you finally fulfilled humanity’s most desired but most flawed invention, the flying car.”

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