Free Forever Yours (#4) by Deila Longford Page A

front door of the house. It bursts open and
Nicholas is standing in full view. I can hear his heart beating fast as he runs
towards the car. Dalton throws the door open and he lunges out into the
driveway. Nicholas reaches him, and tears begin to pour from my eyes, when
they embrace each other with a bear hug. My heart melts at the sight of them,
and I smile when Dalton pulls back, and throws himself into the car. Nicholas is
at my side, and I roll down the window. He leans in and grabs me in his arms.
He gently brushes my hair away from my ear and he whispers.
    “Thank you for bringing my brother and I back together.” I cry and my tears
soak his shirt. He pulls back from me, and he gently wipes the water away from
my face. “Don’t cry little lady.” He says in his strong accent. I laugh at him, and
then I turn to face Dalton. His eyes are deep and intense.
“What’s next for you? Are you gonna stay here in Portland?” I ask. Nicholas
slides his hand through his silky hair and he smirks at me.
    “It’s time for me to move on too, little lady.” I nod at him and he smiles. “Don’t
worry; you’ll see me again in a decade or two!” I laugh at his words and then
Dalton clicks the car into gear. He spins the car around so that it’s facing the
right way, and my eyes fall onto Nicholas as he stands frozen. “Ya’ll have a
good life together, now won’t you?” Dalton and I both laugh at his accent, and
then he speeds out of the driveway. The car cruises onto the road, and the wind
blows through my hair as he picks up speed. My mind is rushing with thoughts
of him, and I can’t tear my eyes away from him. He is too perfect, too
wonderful, and I love him with all of my heart.
    We reach my house and Dalton pulls into a tight space at the front gates. He
flicks a button and the roof closes in around us. I stare out at my house, and I
smile. I have so many wonderful memories of living here, and I am going to
miss this old house. I focus my ears, and I can hear my uncle and Jen talking in
the lounge. Rachel is talking on her cell in the kitchen and the TV is loud.
Dalton reaches out and grabs onto my hand, he slides it up to his mouth and he
gently kisses my ice-like skin. I can feel my body pulsating. I am nervous about
seeing my uncle –I hope he isn’t mad at me. My skin tingles when Dalton kisses
my hand again. He slides his free hand through his hair, and he sighs.
    “Don’t be nervous. Your uncle will understand.” I nod at him. But I am not just
nervous about seeing my uncle. I am nervous about packing up my life. I have
never known anything other than Portland, so I am very anxious and nervous to
see the rest of the world. Dalton jumps out of the car, and he rushes to my side.
He opens the door for me, and I slide out and stand firmly on the sidewalk. My
vampire heart starts to pound, as Dalton leads me along the garden path. We
reach the front door, and I can hear my uncle rushing to greet us. The door
bursts open and there he is. My uncle George is standing in front of us, with his
dirty jeans and greasy shirt hanging from his body. His eyes are spiteful, and
intense. I can hear his heart pounding through his shirt, and his anxiety levels
start to build. I can’t bring myself to speak, and I am surprised when Dalton
breaks the silence.
“Mr Peterson, I would just like to …” Dalton’s voice instantly stops when my
uncle butts in.
    “No look here son; I don’t appreciate you trying to manipulate me. I am not
happy that you’re taking Rose away from us. But I’m not stupid. I know that
you care about her, and that you would never to do anything to hurt her.” I smile
at my uncle –is he accepting my decision? Dalton is staring deeply at my uncle,
his intense eyes are locked onto his and his hands are firmly lodged into his
pockets.
    “I’m not trying to manipulate you sir. I just wanted to explain my reasons, for
asking Rose to go away with me. Will you give me ten minutes of your time