Swept Away: The First Bloodline (10 page)

    
Ok. You win.

    
The hot water against her skin was a blessing. She had been hot and sweaty. She stood there letting the water run over her body thinking of everything he has said and coming up with a billion more questions for him. Then she thought what if he didn't want to play Q&A anymore?  What if this was it? What if he was of the man or vamp she thought he was? She forced herself to stop thinking the way she was.

    
She finished her shower quickly shut the water off. When she exited the shower , she saw a bag with a bow on it. A small card read,

    
My Sweet,

             
Thought you could use some more clothing beings I may have torn your skirt and panties.  Hope they didn’t mean anything.  If they did I’m sorry.  I blame you for driving me to madness.

             
                                                                                                  Damien

    
She opened the bag seeing its contents.  A sweatshirt, jeans, very tiny hardly any fabric involved panties, a bra, and socks. She smiled as she dressed and then saddened by having to leave. She wondered when she left, would she really see him again or was this some kind of messed up dream?

    
The dream.  Oh my God!  That’s it.  You’re him.  I have seen you before.  My mystery man.  You haunted my dreams.  You shit ass bastard fucking pig.  I hate you!  You took that night from me.  The last night with Chase, I laid my head on his chest and dreamed of you while he died.

    
Just like that he was back in front of her his hands gripping her shoulders.  “Get away from me.”  She tried to order him away sternly but he didn’t listen to her.

    
“Calm down.  I didn’t know.  I didn’t know that it would happen that night.  Please.”

    
“No.  Back away from me now.”

    
“Taylor calm down now or I will do it.”

    
“Don’t you fucking mess with my mind.  Not now.  Not ever again.”

    
“You leave me no other choice then.”  He didn’t give her a chance to argue.  His arms wrapped around her and her feet were lifting off the floor.  She looked down and it was then she realized he was floating or flying.

    
“Put me down!”

    
“No.  Not until you calm down and think about things.”

    
“What’s there to think about?  Really?”

    
“You know I didn’t know that night would be the night.  Don’t blame me.”

    
“You took me away from him when he needed me the most.”

    
“No Sweet.  You have that way wrong.  He didn’t suffer.  He slept peacefully.  When he closed his eyes to sleep and drifted off, that was it.  Best way to go if you have to.”

    
That’s impossible.  He had been in so much pain.  How can that be?  
“I don’t understand.  Did you know when it happened?”

    
“Yes.”

    
“That’s why I woke so quickly.”

    
“Yes.”  His eyes turned from red to dark.  Sad.

    
“Please put me down.”

    
“No.”

    
“Please.”

    
“No.”  His voice continued to be stern.

    
She shook her head.  She didn’t want to be in his arms.  She didn’t want to be near him.  She just wanted to go home where she could half ass think about all of it.

    
“You want to be home so you can cry without anyone seeing you.”

    
“And?”  So what she thought.  What was so bad about that?

    
“You don’t want me to see.  But I feel it already.  This time you are going to cry because of me, do it in front of me.  Do it in my arms.  Don’t try to hide again.”

    
And that was all it took.  With just his words her eyes remained locked to his and the tears began to pour freely.  As if someone had opened the flood gates.

    
He didn’t say anything.  He didn’t make it go away.  He just held her there.  In the air.  Floating so she had no choice but to hold him back.

    
It didn’t take long before her head was on his chest and her body released every bit of lousy it could.  She felt worse than she ever had before.  An aching inside her remained and it burned like fire.  She wanted it over with.

    
“Do it.”  She didn’t know what else to say to him.  But she knew he didn’t want to feel it any longer either.

    
A tickle here and tickle there and she felt her body relax against him.  A beautiful warmth swept over her body, as if a warm fuzzy blanket had been pulled over her and she was suddenly cozy right where she was.  Where she wanted to be. 

    
The feeling of the hard floor beneath her feet jolted her back to reality.  The reminder that she was about to leave him, that she didn’t want to, that she feared it, made her hope their separation would not be permanent.

    
A stronger tickle and she was alive again.  No knots, no tears or fears.  Nothing.  Just happy.

Chapter Six

     The drive home gave her the perfect opportunity to ask as many questions as time allowed them anyways.  Even though she thought she had asked enough questions for one day, her mind wanted more answers.  She blamed this all on Liz.  Making the claim that she took after Liz, including inheriting the inquisitive mind.

    
“How long have you been like this?”  Something inside her wanted to know how long he had loved her.  He said they connected when she was born but she needed to hear it.  Or maybe again her curiosity just wanted to know if she was really having a relationship with an old man slash vampire.

    
“More than one hundred less than two hundred.”  He stared out the window with a blank expression on his face.  Taylor was suddenly aware that she was at a great disadvantage.  He was definitely an old man.  Her inner self laughed.  She didn’t care how old he was just as long as he looked like he did and did what he does well, for the rest of her life. 

    
He reads my thoughts, feels what I feel, but I can’t do either with him.  He’s fast.  He has magical saliva with healing powers I could have never imagined.  He can control emotions.  Apparently he can fly or hover in space or something.  He can control my body literally with his mind.  Like super gluing it to a wall
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What a man
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My man.
  Her mind was almost patting her on the back.

    
“I would have to agree with you Sweet.”  He gripped her hand lightly, brushing kisses across my knuckles.  “I like you at a disadvantage.  It makes everything I can do so much more special.”

    
“Do all vampires have the gifts that you do?”

    
“No.  Generally we are all fast.  We can all make anyone want us.  We all thirst for blood. We can move fast and are a lot stronger than humans.  Then there is always something that is extra for lack of a better word.  In my world the special ability that we have is known as our rurique.  Some can control your mind, make you do things that you wouldn’t do, some can control animals, some can transform into animals, and so on.”

    
“Can you do all of those things?”

    
“Yes.”

    
“Well that brings doggy style to a whole new level.”  Immediately after the words left her mouth she couldn’t believe she had said that out loud.  She looked over at him and was relieved when he began laughing only making her join in.

    
“So then you are different from the others like you.”

    
“Technically speaking there are no others like me.  To date anyways.”

    
“So why do you have all those abilities?”

    
“I don’t know.  None of us know.”

    
“So I guess that makes you pretty special then huh?”

    
“I guess you could look at it like that.”  His lips curved into a smile that stirred her insides.  “You’re going home Taylor.  Unless you wanted to make a pit stop somewhere?”

    
I could go for a pit stop anywhere with you, but right now I need to get home with my kids. 
He nodded understanding her loud and clear.

    
She reached for her phone to let Liz know they would be there in a few minutes.

   
 
Liz

             
Sadly, : ( I’m on my way home.  Do miss you guys, just getting to know him.  I don’t know what it is about him that makes me want to stay but I am utterly confused and pleasantly relieved.  Don’t really know what else to say.  Really Confused.  How’s that for my inner Goddess?  Love ya.

             
                                                        Tay

    
When they pulled into her long driveway she wished that she had more time together.  Disappointment sank in. 
If only we could back up time.  That would be awesome.

    
“I can’t do that Sweet.  To date, no one ever has been able to control time like that.  Manipulate it at times, but not change it completely.”

    
“So can you manipulate our last few seconds into what feels like oh an hour or so?”

    
He put the car into park smiling at her.  “So tonight later, movie?”

    
And that was the answer to her question.  “Yes.  What time should we be ready?”

    
“How about six?  That should give us plenty of time to eat and then have the kids in bed by ten right?”

    
“Yeah.”  She smiled.
Does he know my entire routine or just certain things?

    
“Pretty much your entire routine.  After all, I have heard your thoughts for a very long time.”

    
She smiled reaching for the door knob.  His hand brushed her cheek and she turned back to him.  His lips came down on hers kissing them tenderly.  If she didn’t get out of the car and do it fast, there would be a whole lot more than kissing going on.  She pulled back and quickly opened the door rushing up the steps to her house.  She turned as she heard the vehicle begin to move watching as he waved one last time before leaving her view.

    
Taylor opened the door, not seeing anyone she collapsed against it giving her legs the much needed stability. 
What have I gotten myself into?  Whatever it is, I’m good as long as he’s there with me.  Absolutely marvelous.  But should I feel like that?  After everything I have learned about him.  The dreams, vampire, abilities, and him knowing about Chase.  Intimate details about Chase. 

    
“Well, well, well.  What do we have here?”  Liz turned the corner.  Taylor immediately blushed sidestepping her. 
Don’t kill my high, not now.  I can kiss and tell some but not everything.  Definitely not when it comes to Chase. 

    
“Where are the kids?” 
Change the subject.  Come on Taylor keep it together.  You know she is going to want answers to questions, you don’t have when you tell her what he is and what he does, what he can do. 

    
“Playing, so?”  Typical Liz.  Always ready to learn something new about someone or something.

    
“So what?”  Taylor knew Liz was hinting for details.  What was she supposed to say? 
Oh he’s amazing, sexy, great in bed, and oh by the way he is a vampire!  Oh and he can make me come by wriggling his cute little nose, like he did in my dreams.  Yes he is my mystery man.

    
“So, mystery man is?”

    
Convenient you put it that way.
  “His name is Damien and you already know that.”

    
“Yeah your right.  Sexy voice.  Sexy man.  Sexy eyes.  Sexy name.  Downright sexy all together I would say.  Don’t know why that 30 second conversation I had with him didn’t stick.  So how did last night go?”

    
“It was unexpected.”  That’s all she could come up with.

    
“And?”  Liz pushed her for more information.

    
“And I am seeing him again tonight.  He’s taking the twins and I out to dinner and a movie tonight.”

    
“Really?  Thank God!  What time?”

    
“Thank God?  Have I really been that bad?”  She knew things had been tough since Chase but she really thought she had handled everything well.  Well until last night and the eye opening experience that allowed her to see the wall she had built and it was made of her strength.