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She nodded, her heart calming at his touch. “Are you really not human?”

“Já. I was born in 1017. My clan emigrated from Norway to Iceland about thirty years before my birth.”

“Wait,” she said. “You’re a thousand years old?”

“In about four weeks, yes.”

“Well, we must have a party,” she retorted.

Kaspar smiled as he ran his thumb over her knuckles. “Take a deep breath, elskan.”

She closed her eyes and did as he suggested, feeling his sincerity as she opened herself to him. She shivered. She’d never felt so cherished in all her life. She knew that this man, a man she’d just met, would go to the ends of the earth to protect her. How she knew, she had no clue, but she felt it in her bones.

When his lips covered hers, she sighed, her eyes still closed as she leaned into the kiss. She looped her arms around his neck and slid her fingers into his hair. He broke the kiss, but kept her close as he stroked her hair. “Are you hungry?”

She nodded.

“I’ll take you to dinner, hmm?”

“I’d like that.” Jesska glanced up at him. “I’ll just change quickly.”

“You don’t need to change, elskan.”

She pulled away from him. “I am not going out in public with you looking like that and me looking like this.”

Kaspar smiled. “You are beautiful.”

Jesska wrinkled her nose. “That would make you blind, then. I won’t be long.”

Kaspar laughed and Jesska ran to her room to change. She removed her hoodie and pulled her see-through, silver sweater over the black camisole she wore. She pulled on black leather knee-high boots over her jeans and pulled her hair into a ponytail, which instantly made her look less like a homeless person and more like she’d put some effort in. A spritz of perfume and she headed back to the living room.

Kaspar smiled and Jesska’s heart raced. He looked as though he’d missed her and was happy to see her, even though she’d only been out of his presence for ten minutes. She still wasn’t entirely sure how much she was going to ask, and if she did ask, how much he would answer, but he was certainly pretty, and right now, she didn’t care how much she knew as long as she could just look at him for a little while.

“Wow,” he said.

“Is this okay?”

He leaned down to kiss her cheek. “Stunning, sweetheart.”

“You did say virtually the same thing when I was in a hoodie, so I’m not entirely sure your judgment is sound.”

Kaspar laughed. “The truth is that I’d find you beautiful regardless of what you wear.”

“Charmer.”

Her phone rang and she grabbed it, seeing Cameron’s name come up. “Hey, Cam.”

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, why?”

“Dalton thought Kaspar might be on his way to you.”

“Um, yeah.” She glanced at Kaspar. “He’s here.”

“I’ll be right there,” Cameron said.

“No, Cam. It’s fine.”

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