Free The Breed Casstiel's Vow by Alice K. Wayne Page B

“It’ll take them a while
to dig up a sound file for you to listen to, so until then a tour would get you
out of this room, and hopefully get your mind off of things.”
               
“Yeah… yeah that’ll be great, you coming Nora?” He could have asked her to help
him re-tile the roof and Tessa would have gladly accepted the offer just to try
and get away from everything.
               
Nora stood across the table from them, her head cocked to the side as if she
was trying to figure out what exactly she was seeing.
               
“Nah, I think I’ll stay and hang out with these guys. While Cass is gone
someone’s gonna have to be the brains of this operation,” she winked, “Plus I
have to suck it up and call Memphis.”
               
“Looks like it’s just you and me,” she awkwardly unclamped his hands from
around her.
               
The grin he gave her in return made her knee’s quake.
     
     
     
     
               
 

Chapter
5
     
    Casstiel held the door open
and studiously ignored all the questioning glances he received.
               
They didn’t need an explanation from him about anything, especially when he
hardly knew any answers himself.
               
It would be better for them both if he just left her alone and tried to forget
about her. After everything that had happened to her and her family, the last
thing she needed was to be further involved with the Breed, but he couldn’t
stop himself.
               
He knew bonding with someone was serious, but so far it was stronger and worked
faster than he could ever have imagined. When he had seen her tears something
cracked in his heart and he would stop at nothing to make her happy
again. 
                “So where to?” She asked quietly.
               
“Well the only thing above us is a gym and guest rooms, so we’ll start with the
lower level and go from there,” he replied, heading for the elevator.
               
“There are sixty floors in this building; we’re only on the third floor. Are
you telling me that there are at least fifty floors of guest rooms in here?”
she was suddenly amazed.
               
“Every floor but the last four belong to guest rooms,” he smiled, happy to see
that she paid attention to her surroundings.
               
“What’s on the last four floors?” she asked.
               
“Each of the floors belong to one of my team, mine being the last floor. The
penthouse,” he added, wanting to brag a bit. 
               
As barbaric as it seemed he wanted to impress her, to let her know just how
much he could give her if she chose to be with him.
               
“The view must be amazing,” she sighed.
               
“Maybe you’d like to come up and see one day?” he asked smoothly.
               
“So… so why do you have so many guest rooms, there’s got to be at least a
hundred,” she quickly changed the subject as she fitted herself in the corner
furthest away from him.
               
For a brief moment he thought about boxing her in against the wall, he had been
dying to touch her since they’d left the others, but the bigger part of him
decided to follow her lead and take things slow.
               
“We actually have just about fifty floors of guest rooms in each one of these
buildings, every embassy does. It’s so that if something catastrophic ever
happened and the breed needed to immediately vacate their homes and get to
safety we could house them all comfortably, and for as long as they needed it.
Every embassy has the capability of safe housing the Breed for decades,” he
informed her, feeling like this trip was turning out to be more of an actual
tour, and less of a chance for him to be alone with her.
               
“Are there that many of you? I didn’t think the