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She reached up and cupped his face, grief and love and admiration mingling together inside her. “No, you were not wrong. I miss home. I’m just… not ready. There are too many memories.”
“I see.” His hands covered hers and he planted a gentle kiss on the inside of her wrist. Electricity zinged up her arm. Her stomach tightened as unfulfilled need overwhelmed the other emotions. “I wish I can take you back there so we can make more memories, different ones, but maybe we should start here.”
“Start here?”
He placed another kiss lower down her arm. Gabby leaned into him, craving his scent, his touch, his heat. The look he gave her was pure sin. “Yes, we’ll start over here. The New World, we used to call it. It’s fitting that we start over here.”
Start over? Could they do that? With everything that had happened, was it even possible?
Felix stepped back and stuck out his right hand, his grin all cocky self-assurance. “Hi, I’m Felix Guerra. What’s your name?”
She stared at his hand before hesitatingly raising her own. He took it in a tight grip, not giving her a chance to change her mind.
Now say it,he urged.
“Hi, I am Gabriella Crawford. Pleased to meet you.” The words started slowly, but she warmed up to the game at the amusement in his gaze. Maybe this wasn’t such an outlandish idea. After all, she’d changed her name centuries ago, leaving behind Gabriella Padova, and remade herself. “Also, everyone calls me Gabby.”
“Gabby, it’s nice to meet you.”
He led her back to the blankets and tugged her down with him. She didn’t resist. She must be going insane, to go along with this game. Yet, a part of her couldn’t resist.
It wasn’t the first time she’d wondered what it would’ve been like if they had met under different circumstances. If they had met as vampires.
As equals.
“Gabby,” he continued with a teasing smile when she said nothing. “What brings you out to the desert at night?”
She took a second to gather her thoughts. “To be honest, it wouldn’t be my first choice, but I was going with the flow.”
“Do you always go with the flow?” He lounged on his side, supporting his weight with his elbow. His shirt stretched, giving her tantalizing glimpses of the muscles over his stomach.
Gabby swallowed, her face heating. “Yes, when it feels right.”
When he tangled his hand in her hair, she leaned into his touch. His voice was a whisper of wind when he asked, “Can I kiss you?”
She couldn’t move. She was trapped in the moment, in the little fantasy world he’d weaved around them. “Do people in this time period kiss on a first meeting?”
“Yes.” He sounded as breathless as she felt. “If there’s enough attraction, we may even make love.”
“How scandalous.”
But she didn’t move when he kissed her, its sweetness sending warmth all the way down to her soul. Her heart sang with the rightness of it all. She moved to fit her body against him as the embers of desire flared into a roaring fire.
Her vampire cackled with glee.
Mine. Mine.
She’d spent most of her immortal life rejecting him, rejecting the bond. This time, in this pretend world, she let the sensations sweep through her.
When he traced his tongue over her lips, she opened her mouth and sighed at the taste of him, a hint of berries from the blood he’d had, and of home. He gripped her hips and pulled her up to straddle him. Her core clenched with need at the feel of his erection. Their kiss deepened, heated, until they devoured each other with desperation.
Their one time together after the Opening Gala had barely scratched the bottomless hunger from centuries of denial.
She gasped into him when he cupped her breasts. Need scraped at her insides, a monster with claws. She wiggled her hips to rub her pussy against his hard length, relieving the pressure but wanting more.
I’d say our first date is a roaring success.His dark, sensual voice fueled the fire within her.
She drew in shallow rasps of air as he shifted to pepper kisses along her jawline and down her neck.
