just ending.”
Caleb promised to keep Alton informed of his success, and they exchanged hasty goodbyes. Flipping the lid of his cell phone shut, he momentarily marveled at how natural his communications with the English vampire had become. Barely a year ago he would have considered the very notion of the existence of vampires to be outlandish. However, he had come to embrace not only their existence, but their social importance in his life. He had a vampire mate, a vampire guardian and best friend, and a vampire cultural advisor.
A light knock sounded at his door, breaking his reverie, and he opened it to reveal a friendly acquaintance. Dr. Tanisha Browning was a Professor of Women’s History at the college and was just two offices down. She was a petite African American in her early thirties, renowned as one of the most dapperly dressed professors in the Social Sciences Department. Caleb had formed an immediate respect for the impressive lady. She was intelligent, insightful, and very successful in both her academic and personal endeavors. Dr. Browning was also a keen judge of character, helpfully steering Caleb away from a couple of potential troublemakers in the division.
Tanisha flashed a disarming smile at him and teased, “Hiding from the students again, Caleb?”
He grinned. “Me, hide? Well, now that you’re here, I guess it’s safe to open my door again.”
The hazel-eyed professor had a reputation among her students of being a fair, but challenging instructor. And it was well-known that she didn’t accept excuses for poor performance. However, she had earned a great deal of respect from both her students and her peers over the years. Caleb envied how her former students were among her biggest fans.
Dr. Browning adopted a suspicious expression as her eyes darted around her, and she mocked, “Hey, don’t say that too loudly, or they’ll come looking for me too.”
He chuckled.
“Actually, your arrival is perfect timing. I was planning to stop by your office this afternoon because I have a small favor to ask,” he said. “And it’s no problem if you say no, because I know it’s short notice.”
“Which is just as it should be,” she replied. “Ask away, Caleb.”
“I’m planning a surprise for Katrina tomorrow night at the Arabia Mountain Heritage Preserve, and I want to know if you’ll drop me off there?” he asked. “I know this sounds odd, but I was hoping for Katrina and me to make the journey back home together, which wouldn’t be possible if I also drove there.”
He had selected the Arabia Mountain Heritage Preserve because it was quite scenic and located within a twenty-minute drive of Atlanta near the town of Lithonia. The two thousand-acre site sported wetlands, pine and oak forests, two scenic mountain tops, streams, and a lake, all of which seemed an ideally challenging environment for Katrina.
“Is there a reason you’re not going together?” she asked.
“Uh, well, I wanted to scope out camping locations for us ahead of time,” he said.
Tanisha considered him for a moment. “Or if you prefer, I could drop Katrina off for you while you made your way there in your car. Then she wouldn’t have to drive.”
He smirked. “True. But I think Katrina’s going to want to drive herself.”
A knowing smile formed on her lips. “Ah, yes. Katrina certainly seems to enjoy the driver’s seat.”
He nodded, noting her innuendo. “Katrina’s more comfortable being in control.”
Her expression turned curious. “You seem pretty easy-going, Caleb, but does it ever bother you that Katrina’s the way she is?”
His eyebrows rose as he stared into her eyes. “To tell you the truth, Tanisha, I’m okay with it most of the time.”
She smirked. “William and I were talking about you two just the other night. You and Katrina seem to have a very caring dynamic, and I’d venture you’re both in love, but I get the impression you two have a somewhat unconventional