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I shook myself out of my reverie and headed for the door. “Sure, of course. Sorry.”
Mac was waiting outside for me.
“Come on, lad. Let’s get some tea brewing.” He placed an arm around my shoulder, and we headed for the kitchen.
A smile touched my lips when he called me lad. It should have been the other way around; I’d lived many more centuries than Mac. Age didn’t mean much to me anymore, my birthdate long forgotten. I was about six hundred years old.
By the time Mac poured tea into mugs, Jeanie had returned.
“She’s in pyjamas and nice and dry. What do you intend to do now?”
I cupped the mug in my hands and stared at the warm brown liquid as if it held the answers I required. Lifting the mug to my lips, I let the hot tea soothe me. When I placed it back down, I frowned.
“Jeanie, I have absolutely no idea. She’s my mate, but I don’t know what to do when she wakes. What if she attempts to take her life again? She may think I’m a crazed killer who’s keeping her hostage.”
Jesus, I was used to battling demons and had experienced my fair share of lovers, but this wasdifferent.This woman and I were destined to be together forever. My thoughts swirled inside my head. I could say,“Hey, you’re my mate. We’re going to be together until the end of time. Oh, and we get to kill demons.”I let out a soft laugh and shook my head. This was way scarier than going after Gustav. This… this left me feeling a little vulnerable.
“Hmm, you could be right. I wonder why she wanted to kill herself.” Mac tapped his chin in thought.
“I caught some of her emotions and she was so low, like she had nothing left in this life to keep going for.” I drained my mug, wondering what had driven her to take her own life.
“We’ll stay with you until she regains consciousness. Better that she wakes and sees a woman at her side rather than a man.”
I murmured my agreement. “That’s a good idea. Thank you, Jeanie.”
“It’s our pleasure. We’re just happy that your mate has finally come to you, even though the circumstances aren’t the best. Now, why don’t you get some rest? You should get out of your wet clothing too.” She placed a comforting hand on my arm.
In the mayhem of discovering my mate and rescuing her from the sea’s clutches, I’d forgotten all about the state of my clothes.
“I’m too wired to sleep. I will change, though.”
After changing into a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt, I sat with Mac on the balcony, both of us watching the sea. He was the strong, silent type. I was grateful for that, as I didn’t want to fill the silence with meaningless conversation. And so, I waited. Waited for the woman who would now be my world to wake.
ChapterTwo
Donna
My body felt incredibly warm, like it was cocooned in something. If this was death, it didn’t feel too bad. I could deal with this. There was a slight metallic tang in my mouth, along with a sweet taste, almost like chocolate, which confused me. I could still hear the sea, the noise of the waves breaking on the shore almost calling me back to slumber. I opened my eyes a little. There was light streaming in through a crack in some curtains.
“Ah, you’re awake.”
My eyes opened wider at the sound of a woman’s voice. A lady sat in a chair close to the side of the bed. She was around mid to late forties, with short blonde hair which curled around her face. Her eyes were a deep, warm brown. A smile graced her lips. Her eyes were shining as though she was excited by something. The way her smile widened as she watched me was almost adoration.Why?My head ached. Slowly, I sat up, my eyes on her all the time.
“Am I dead?” The words sounded stupid when I said them out loud.
“No, but you almost died.” She moved closer and grasped one of my hands in hers. “What were you thinking of, child? Life is precious.”
Her kindness and concern broke me. Tears tumbled down my cheeks unbidden. “My life is anything but precious. I wanted to die. I have nothing left to live for.”
She moved to my bed and held me to her as I continued to sob. When my tears subsided, I realised I was wearing pyjamas.
“Who changed me?”
“I did. My name’s Jeanie, by the way. Your clothes were soaking wet. They’re in the wash, so no need to worry.”
“Where am I?”
“You’re in Antoine’s beach home. He was the one who rescued you. I’m his housekeeper.”
