Free The Young Vampire Mate: The Airendell Chronicler Diaries - Book 1.5 by Audra Hart Page B

haven’t you?”
    I look at my assistant and smile, “I think so.  Maybe.”
    “Who is he?” Jenny asks excitedly.
    “You don’t know him, besides I won’t risk jinxing it by talking about it.”  Honestly I am too embarrassed to tell Jenny that I haven’t even met him yet.  But she is content with my non answer and we quickly go over the things she will need to take care of in my absence over the next week or so.  When I depart from Jenny’s car at the airport I hear her snicker, “Be sure to invite me to the wedding.”  I blush but don’t reply.  A wedding may just be wishful thinking on my part.
     
     
    CHICAGO
     
    The flight to Chicago and the night spent in my hotel room tossing and turning were long and tedious.  I find myself wanting to call Fionn, but I resist.  If I am truly going to pursue the possibility that Damian Summers, teenaged vampire, is my true mate I have to wean myself off of my dependency on Fionn.  He has been my safe harbor, my other half for far too long.  And if I am being honest with myself, I have used him unfairly.  Not intentionally, but now I am aware of what I have been doing and if I persist, well that would just make me a bitch of the worst kind. 
    Fionn MacLeod has been my other half in almost all ways but sexually.  I strongly suspect that his feelings for me exceed my feelings for him and if I continue to treat like I always have I will be guilty of treating my dear friend very badly.  I love him too much, as my friend, to hurt him like that.  It’s best if I keep my distance from him.  At least until I sort out what may or may not be between Damian and me.
    When I finally go to sleep I am overcome with hot dreams of young Damian.  About six o’clock I wake up panting and quivering from the aftereffects of a huge orgasm.  “Holy cow!  Over eight hundred years without an orgasm and now I am having them left and right.”  I shake my head at my current state and decide it is useless to try to go back to sleep.  I shower and order room service.  Once I finish eating I debate calling down to Morna and Luca’s room.  Brigid sent me a text with their room number last night.  I am so impatient to see Morna.  I hope she recognizes me and still feels a connection to me.  I know her feelings towards me were uncertain and confused when we spoke over the phone. 
    I finally call Brigid hoping catch up with my old friend before we meet Morna at Brigid’s clinic at ten am.  But I am worried when Brigid tells me that Morna reconnected with Aideen and was having some sort of nightmare and that Aideen has gone to their room to check on her.  “OH SHIT!” I growl.  “How has Aideen been taking all of this?” I ask Brigid.  I hear the hesitation on the other end of the line.  “That bad, huh?”
    “Yes, I am afraid so.  She’s so damned jealous of her own mother that she can’t see straight,” Brigid admits.  “Ever since she came back from Asgard after breaking up with whoever she was shacked up with she has been single mindedly focused on being better than her mother.  I think she’s trying to show Luca that he doesn’t need Morna when he has her.  It’s very disturbing, almost like her feelings for her father aren’t normal… like she’s in love with him,” Brigid whispers.
    My heart is heavy as hell hearing this.  Aideen has always been a little self-centered and resentful of her mother for her long absences.  But this sounds like something else entirely.  It really worries me.  I decide to call Aideen and check on her after chatting a while longer with Brigid.  When I do, I learn that Morna has some sort of migraine and won’t be coming to the clinic this morning.  I am surprised that Aideen, as a surgeon, did not insist that Morna go to the clinic to be checked out, especially in light of the headache.  Instead she gave her a shot of medication that should be strong enough to knock her out for several hours.  I worry that