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her eyes seemed fixed on.
     
    “Nearly seven hundred years,” he answered smoothly. Her hair fell forward concealing her features from his view. She closed the book, running her slender fingers over the binding.
     
    “The covering is considerably newer, perhaps t hree hundred years. I don’t remember exactly when I had it bound.”
     
    “I can’t boast to know Italian, but it looks as if there’s a dedication to you.”
     
    “ Un amico e un fratello allineare del apothecary . A true friend and brother in apothecary.”
     
    “Exactly how old are you?” she asked
     
    “I will reach my thousandth year this June,” he answered without hesitation.
     
    Kyra nodded as if what he’d said made perfect sense. “How long will you live?” She continued to trace the book as if by doing so she could more easily absorb what he said.
     
    He shrugged, “I am of the immortals. Unless I meet an untimely demise, I shall live for a very long time.”
     
    “What about me?”
     
    “Right now you are still considered of the Worthy, but before the night has completed its cycle you will be of the immortals, a true Vampire.”
     
    She sat silent for several moments, and he resisted the urge to touch her mind.
     
    “I know you say I’m “ of the Worthy ”, and we were created for each other, but I don’t understand it. I’m human, my parents were human, so were theirs.”
     
    “Tell me, have you ever known yourself to be sick, even a minor cold?”
     
    She thought back over the last twenty-nine years o f her life. She had always been an incredibly healthy child, never suffering any childhood ailments, nor breaking a bone even in her very rough tomboy years.
     
    “It is very likely that one of your parents carries the genetic trait of the Worthy and is unaware.”
     
    “How?”
     
    “That I do not know. It is unknown why the Worthy removed themselves from vampiric circles.”
     
    “We… they must not be as important as you say if they were able to disappear so easily.”
     
    “Vampires are very arrogant creatures. I have hear d it said there were those who refused to take t heir created mates for fear the person would wield power over them.”
     
    “You obviously don’t share this same fear.”
     
    “ Meu dulciuri , you have always owned my heart, always will. Without you I am nothing.”
     
    Kyra’s heart swelled at his declaration. “Had I not met you, I would have selected a suitable vamp from a prominent f amily to share my existence but thus far I had managed to put it off . Perhaps we would have had a child, but my heart would not be completely whole, not so long as you existed on this earth with out me.”
     
    What he’d said should have overwhelmed her, but in the most inner workings of her heart and mind she knew it was the truth.
     
    “So now what?” she asked, finally looking up at him.
     
    In answer he held out his hand. “Now you come with me.”
     
    Kyra complied without hesitation, easily unfolding herself from the window seat. Within seconds she was in his arms, succumbing to his firm embrace. It was amazing how a man she hadn’t k nown existed could suddenly become such a prominent figure in her life. Her heart raced at his touch. When s he looked up into his eyes her legs threatened to give way. If it were not for his arms easily engulfing her waist, she was certain she would be an embarrassing heap at his feet.
     
    You feel it too, meu ducliri ?
     
    Yes, dear God, she did feel it. Emotions she’d never experienced threatened to burst through her like a tidal wave, to drown her if she didn’t hold on to the lifeline he offered. Was this what love felt like? She’d heard people describe it, had even thought the affection she felt for William was the r eal thing. She realized now it didn’t compare to what she was feeling for Dumitri.
     
    He bent to take her lips in a tender kiss that had her pressing her body into his, her own mouth taking the lead in her desire for