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receive them.  It was a shame that no one had ever doused her with the loveliness that surrounded her.  I thought about the fact that I could be one of her first perhaps and she wouldn't ever think of any other at hearing them.  I resolved right them to remedy that little problemo!
    Yes you would, she thought . “And what makes you think I will continue to go along with anything you have to say?”
    “ Your choice, always.”  I have never considered myself completely moral being what I am by nature.  The term moral and Vampire just don’t hang out in the same corners.  But I don’t judge lightly either.  The laws that surround the supernatural are guided down different paths than that of the human court systems.  An eye for an eye was taken literal. 
    I have my own set of guidelines.  Laws.  Code if you will.   She would always have a choice. 
    She harped even now on the idea of having that choice as if she wanted me to force her to do something giving her the open to clear the room, house, area anywhere near me.  It would never happen.  I was selfish and that self-seeking attitude applied only to her.  Consider it dishonorable, but I was unwilling to give her up.  Never let be disguised as anything else.
    “When will I get to leave?” she almost shouted.
    Never if I had my way!  “A few more days and your friends will be here.”  I let go of my grip on her.
    She hid her face from me and I dearly believe she blocked her thoughts.  Then, like magic they were back.  She didn’t want to stay here. 
    “Are we done?  Can I clean up?”
    I started to clean up the room in silent defeat.  She thought of her own selfish needs from her time at court where she never cleaned after herself.  I had always wanted to give her a good slap on the backside for being inconsiderate to those most loyal to you.  Arrogance! I told her mind.
    She whipped around on me, too close.  “How dare you?  You kidnap me, force me to stay with you, make me show my supposed worth, and now judge me!”  She didn’t appear to hold back. 
    “Anastacia, I didn’t kidnap you, I volunteered to house you, I am not forcing you, you could have left at any time, I know your worth, I don’t need it proven, and you have judged me from the moment you laid eyes on me.  If I offend you in any way, feel free to lock yourself in your room, flee if you have too, or realize that I have our best interest at heart in more ways than you will ever know.  I will remain in your service until my last breath leaves my body.” 
    Her breath hitched as she asked herself more than me, What the heck does that mean?
    Angry and feeling like an ass, I turned and went up the stairs leaving her standing on the stairs.
    When she didn’t move I waited till she made up her mind to follow.  Did she not know I would stand here all night if I had too?  Mad as I was, I saw her face and it all disappeared.  Yet, I let her walk right by.  I heard her scream in her head and wondered if that was for me or herself.
    When she began to cry, I broke.  When I realized I heard the shower also, I fought to block her and not run straight in there and apologize for being such a total pain in the ass. 
    Why would this Vampire boy affect me so?  I don’t even know him or want to know him.  He is not Val.  He is not on my side.
    A little while later ...Or is he?
    She sobbed so loud I didn’t need the connection to know. I checked the door and listened hearing her mention something about yellows and assumed I was safe.  I knocked softly on the door to not startle her.  I needed her forgiveness.  Her bare thighs were disappearing from my sight when I emerged. 
    “Don ’t you know how to wait to be welcomed?”  He is sooo —
    “I ’m sorry.  I thought you were done,” I threw my hands in the air apologetically and said hastily as I closed the door back, “brunch will be served in thirty minutes.”
    In my haste and panic, I went straight to the