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He chuckled. “She used to frequent the club a long, long time ago. She’s Viktor Romanov’s great aunt. He’s very fond of her. She’s English, and she was one of the Jackdaws during World War II. She disappeared about ten years ago. At first, he was turning over every stone, but then he stopped. I always thought she must have contacted him. I’m going to ask her if I can tell him.”
“I wondered if you were the mysterious owner,” said Seth.
“I am, but I’d appreciate it if it stays between the five of us. Sometimes Miley just needs peace and some place she can rest.”
Both Brock and Seth nodded. Alicia reached out and laid her hand on him. “She’s lucky to have you.”
“The physician I spoke to said Rosemary doesn’t have long. She’s just shy of her one hundredth birthday. It’s October 31st. He said he thought Rosemary would go when the veil was the thinnest.”
Alicia smiled sadly. “That sounds like her. If she’s still with us, I’d like to come out for her birthday.”
“That would be very kind, Alicia. I’ll let Rosemary know; Viktor too if Rosemary says it’s okay.”
“Speaking of someone who needs rest, I’m going to take Alicia upstairs so she can get hers.”
They got to their room, and Brock helped her undress and into one of his t-shirts before drawing her out onto the balcony and taking her in his lap.
“Hold me,” she said quietly.
“Always, baby girl.”
“It could have been me—Rosemary’s great-niece. It would have been so easy…”
“I know,” he soothed.
“I think that’s why she helped me and dozens of others.”
He nodded. “She couldn’t save her great-niece, so she saved the rest of you.”
“I want to go home, Brock.”
“I’m sure Damon will let us stay here until…”
“No, this isn’t my home. My home is with you in Chicago. I want to go home and live in our greystone, work at Cerberus, and dance at the Majestic. I don’t need to hide anymore. It’s all out in the open, and I have you to protect me. And I love performing.”
He nodded. “On one condition.”
“Name it.”
“You’ll teach the others at the club who want to learn burlesque, and that you’ll give a monthly performance at the club—just you and the other subs.”
“Can we bring Bobby and the band?”
He chuckled. “Whatever you want, baby girl. If it’s within my power, it’s yours.”
“You really don’t mind that I can’t wear stilettos?”
“Nope. I like you barefoot…”
“There are other choices…”
“Not on the dungeon floor or in the lounge of Club Southside, there aren’t.”
“I’ll lead a revolt…”
“You might want to talk to JJ about that. She tried it, and those who participated couldn’t sit down for a week.”
“Barefoot it is, then.”
