do
that.
“Anyway, he wanted me to stay in his
room for the night, but I couldn’t fathom just lying there for
eight hours, I’d go insane from boredom. I don’t know how I’m going
to get out of it if there is a next time.”
“Do you think you’ll ever tell him the
truth?”
“You know, I thought about it. But,
the reality is that in less than three months he’ll be headed back
to London.”
“You could always charm him to
forget…”
“I know…I don’t like using it though
and I especially don’t want to use it on him. I’ve admired him from
afar for so many years and now, he actually knows me and likes me.
I don’t want him to be afraid of me.” She fidgeted with her
almost-empty glass and contemplated a refill.
“But, if you tell him, you’ve already
proven to him that you won’t hurt him.”
Zachariah appeared in the doorway
looking a little worse for the wear. He quietly walked over to the
hidden refrigerator to grab some blood for himself to heat up. As
he took the jug, he said in a monotone voice, “We’re almost out. Do
you want me to go get more tomorrow?”
“No love, I’m headed to Barrington
tomorrow to restock. You okay?” Emma replied, watching him
carefully. She glanced at Vivienne, who shrugged.
“I’m fine. I just went out for a run
through the woods. I didn’t feel like listening to you and Todd.”
He answered without looking at her.
He poured blood into a glass and
warmed it in the microwave without giving Emma one look. Once it
was ready, he took it and walked out of the room without saying a
word.
“I’ve never seen him act like this
before,” Vivienne said quietly, although he could certainly still
hear her. “Why is he so jealous?”
“Because Todd is a human,” she began.
“And until now, Zach was the only human that I have ever been
interested in.”
“Ah, I see…tough situation. Do you see
yourself starting a relationship of sorts with Todd?” Vivienne
asked while sipping her glass of blood.
Emma looked at her glass and hesitated
before answering. She gave a frustrated groan and tilted her head
back, “I wish I was human. Then I wouldn’t have this
problem.”
“If you were human you’d be in that
crypt out in the cemetery.” Vivienne answered matter-of-factly and
raised her eyebrow.
“I don’t know what will ever happen
between Todd and me, but I’m just going to have fun with it while I
can without getting too attached.” She gave Vivienne an impish
smile and shrugged.
After a moment of being lost in
thought, Emma asked, “What do you think your life would have been
like if you had stayed human?”
Vivienne, who was still considered a
young vampire, was turned in 1925. She was a Ziegfeld Follies
chorus girl in New York City at the age of 21. Her specialty was
singing and dancing, but she had also begun to dabble in some
acting in silent movies. Her career had just taken off when she met
her immortal fate at the Ziegfeld Ball she had attended with the
other performers. There was a man there, wearing a black tuxedo and
defined debonair. Wealthy and alluring, he spoke with an Irish
accent and had the ability to charm the panties right off of
her—which he did. She invited him to her home after the party and
during their romp, he got carried away and bit her. He didn’t
intend to drink from her; he made the rash decision to turn her
because he found her so enchanting. She remained completely
enamored with Declan ever since.
“I’m sure I would have kept
performing, maybe even have made it big in the silent movies. I
stayed with Ziegfeld for a few years, but ultimately had to quit
because I wasn’t aging. I wanted to marry and have children, but I
was having the time of my life when I was twenty-one! I adore
Declan, though…I think I was born to be a vampire. It suits me,”
she winked at Emma. “Since I never became famous back then it has
been easy for me to pursue films now. Although, I know my time is
limited on the big
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