Swept Away: The First Bloodline (7 page)

    
"My body is your Sweet. Trust me."

    
Zach, Ashley.

    
"
No, don't worry. I have already spoken with your sister and she is taking care of them. She assured me to worry about nothing and I had to promise her something in return." She seen the look on Damien's face. She didn't like it. It made her nervous.

    
"What did you promise her?"
Answer me damn you! You can't say something like that and then just leave the girl hanging.

    
"Calm down. I'm so not leaving you hanging." He smiled and she knew what he meant and he definitely didn't leave her hanging in the least little bit. "It's not bad entirely."

    
"Entirely? Entirely!!! Tell me."
Jesus, are you trying to give me a heart attack or just scared the shit out of me over and over tonight?

    
"She asked me if I had a brother. I told her yes. So I kind of have to introduce them. But it doesn't really matter because it was only a matter of time anyways."

    
That's it she thought. She looked at him puzzled as hell. She didn't understand why he seemed to think of that as a bad thing. "You make it sound like it's a bad thing. Is he a convict, married, gay, ugly, fat,? Come on I could go on forever here." She giggled feeling relief that it was nothing. Everyone had family members that embarrass them but come on. Really, this much anxiety was uncalled for her so she thought.

    
"If only you knew you wouldn't think it was uncalled for." His voice fell to a whisper.  She watched his reaction. 
Did I irritate him?

    
"I'm not irritated, Sweet."

    
"Stop that. I told you, I can handle you reading my mind, I can even handle you controlling my emotions but
damn, at least
let my thoughts be just that thoughts. Even if you know."

    
His smiling was settled to her. "Agreed."

    
He rolled off to the side of her pulling her closely to him. She snuggled in to him.  But she began to wonder why his body was so chilled when hers was on fire. She felt like she had been just engulfed by flames.

    
"If you’re too cold, I can move. I won't be upset."

    
"I said let my thoughts be them please."
Damn men.
Never listen.

    
His snicker was atmospheric changing itself. She still had questions, very weird questions but they could wait until morning. Her cheek rested on his chest and she was briefly aware that she couldn't hear his heart beating, but sleep graced her with its heavy presence.

Chapter Four

     She woke stretching from the night of uninterrupted sleep. Sleep that she hadn't had in all the years since Chase and left her. She took a deep breath and turned over reaching for his pillow.

    
The feel of the sheets, the blanket, and the smell reminded her she wasn't at home. Her eyes opened, scanning the view.  And then she remembered Damien. Definitely wasn't a dream she thought. She took the sheet under her arms raising up and looking around. The room was dark except for a small amount of light coming through the window.

    
She looked at her watch.11:20am. 
Oh Shit!

    
She stood quickly fishing out her cell from her purse and jumping back in bed covering herself the sheet.

Liz,

Had an amazing night. Be home shortly. So sorry I didn't call you. I have so much to tell you. I'm sure your inquisitive mind is wanting to know. He's amazing, insatiable, has these amazing gifts that I would love to tell you about but you wouldn't believe me. I could keep going on and on forever but I won't. Both me and my inner Goddess thank you and love you!

Tay

     "It's okay, I've called her, spoken with Liz and she said I could keep you forever and ever. I think I might have to take her up on that offer."

    
She what!

Liz,

F
urthermore, I am not anyone to keep permanently. Funny ha ha. I can't believe you talked to him before I did this morning.

Tay

     "Sorry." He laughed. "I couldn't help myself. I wanted to see how long it would take you to text her again. She did however give me her number and I had to call her first thing this morning. I told her you were sleeping. She said to let you sleep as long as you wanted."

    
Oh. Your eyes!
She looked at him waiting for her answer. He stared back at her.  Waiting, mentally urging him to answer her question that she knew he'd heard. Again he only stared back at her.

    
"I have to know. Your eyes, they were, were red. Why, how, I don't,,,?"

    
"How about we start with coffee and we go from there."

    
She breathed out from his relaxing tone. "Okay. Coffee sounds wonderful."

    
She didn't do that. She just kept staring at him. She knew he knew what she wanted but he hadn't offered to turn around so she could get up and dressed. She smiled at him. His eyes teased her igniting a fire inside her as he leaned against the door frame crossing his arms and ankles.

    
Either come back to bed with me now, or turn around so I can get dressed. What will it be Buster?

    
She couldn't help but tease him back. Although, if he wanted to come back to bed, she would've been more than happy to turn her words in to action.

    
"I do love a woman who speaks what’s on her mind." He laughed loudly as he turned around. His back to her, but she could strangely feel his eyes on her while she dressed.

    
"Okay, ready."

    
He turned back towards her and slowly walking closed the gap between them. Her breath caught as he lowered his mouth to her, kissing her gently, brushing his lips across hers ever so slowly. "Good morning Sweet." He whispered and gripped her hand, leading her into the kitchen.

    
Beautiful. Dark-colored, blended marble countertops, went perfectly with the stainless steel appliances. An island in the center of the room that angled on each end back. The smell of coffee lingered in the air.

    
"How do you like it?" And before she could answer he was putting sugar and cream in it and she wondered how he knew because she hadn't even had a chance to think it.

    
"You did and didn't. All the questions and answers can be heard before you hear them. They are all there within that sexy head of yours."

    
"How long of you have these,,,"  Her mind jolted to something more serious. 
Is this more than a one nighter?

    
"Yes?" He grinned. She raised an eyebrow at him as she sipped the coffee he just handed her. Delicious, hot, steamy, creamy and sweet. Just like their sex she thought.

    
"Sweet, with thoughts like that, you'll never get out of here." His voice deepened and she knew that he thought the same.

    
"I wouldn't complain." She was serious. How would that be such a bad thing? Mind blowing orgasms with a flick of his gift. No complaints would be heard from her.

    
"One, your kids would miss you. You would miss them. Taylor, there are things that I'm going to tell you that you're gonna find hard to believe. Are you sure you want to ask these questions? Here? Today?"

    
"Yes. I can handle it. I know last night appeared like it, but it just caught me off guard. I was expecting it."
Come on spill the beans
already.

    
"You're not going to expect the answers to your questions either."

    
"Try me. One question first. You love or hate?"

    
His face relaxed from a hard line, to smooth, easy, and flawless. "Love. I only love Taylor."

    
"Good. So, your eyes, they were red. One minute they are the darkest brown that I've ever seen, then green, then black, and then red.  How do you do that?"

    
"They change with my mood."

    
Okay. You can hear what people think. Feel what people feel. Control their emotions. Give oh my God orgasms. And now your eyes change to reflect what mood you’re in.

    
"Well, they are dark most of the time. Turning when I'm upset or worried. Greener when I'm excited about something. Red when I am full of feelings. Those can be anger, rage, and you seen last night, the most wonderful feeling when I orgasm.  It’s intense."

    
Taylor blushed. She couldn't believe she was having this conversation. "Okay, how long have you been able to do these gifts?" She was interrupted by the sound of her cell alerting her to the text. "Excuse me."

Tay,

You so owe
me big time. I knew it would be an awesome night for you. As a matter of fact I knew he would be awesome. If he is attractive everywhere else? Do tell when you get home. Take your time. Me and the kids are watching cartoons having a ball. I told them you had to go and work today. I didn't think you wanted me to tell them that you are out, getting laid. LOL! Don't worry about anything. I got this. Love you and your inner Goddess back. ROTFLMAO!

P. S. You should really name your Goddess something else. I did. Mine's Georgia. As in Georgia peach, sweet as pie. LOL

Liz

Liz

I'm sitting here having a strange conversation with Damien. I will get back with you later. I may not owe you anything after all. TTYL. Still love you not sure of the Georgia peach idea. We'll get back to you on that one. Maybe.

Tay

     "How long?" She asked.

    
"For a very, very long time." He smiled moving away from her and looking out the window.

    
"Does it bother you to answer my questions?" She didn't want to cause any pain. Lord knew she didn't and still didn't want to talk about losing Chase.

    
"No, not with you. I fear the truth will scare and push you away. I have only finally found you."

    
"What do you mean by that? You have only found me."

    
"My mate.  What you call soul mates. We can have relationships of many kinds. But we can only feel the one person that we are drawn to. Imprinted with."

    
Imprinted? Your kind? Can I ask that?

    
"Yes. You can ask that. You can ask me anything as long as you keep an open mind and forget anything that you have seen in the movies or read in books. All of that is false and true but it's different."

    
She could see the struggle inside him. As if he was searching for the right words or if he was searching for the strength to tell her something he didn't really want to.

    
"Your kind? What is you were kind?" She was scared out of her mind right now but she had to know. And why was her brain craving such answers when she should be running for the hills by now? She thought as she waited for his answer.

    
He walked towards her taking the coffee out of her hand and setting it down the counter that she stood by. He held both of her hands, against his chest now. She searched his face for the answer but it was blank.

    
"Vampire." She watched his eyes turn incredibly dark.

    
Why? Really? Whatever. This is a joke.
She saw him roll his eyes.

    
"Think about it Taylor. I can read your mind. I can control your emotions. I move quicker than you can see. My oh so magical touch in your favor, of course. There's so many things I can do. I want to show you. I need to know that you are okay with this though."

    
"Vampire. Okay Mr. Vamp! Do you want to suck my blood?" She said it with the best Dracula accent she could give while laughing. But the look on his face was almost painful and her laughter stopped

    
"Taylor, you know the answer to that question. Do I want to suck your blood? Yes. Very much so. But I won't. I don't suck the blood from life. That is not how I choose or have chosen to live if you will."

    
He pushed her hands to his chest. "Feel me. I'm cold. I have no heartbeat. Come on Tay, your nurse you can put two and two together." He let go of her hands and walked away, back to the window.

    
"Sunlight. You're standing in sunlight. I thought…"