Embrace the Night

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"There's something not right with that man," Maurice exclaimed.
"What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure, but last night, when I looked into his eyes, I… I can't explain it except to say he's evil, Sara Jayne. Stay away from him."

"Evil! What are you talking about?" Sara demanded, yet even as she waited for his answer, an image appeared in her mind, an image of Gabriel's eyes glowing blood-red as he rose over her.

"Sara, listen to me…"

"No! I love Gabriel, and he loves me. Now leave me alone."

Maurice stared after Sara as she ran down the corridor toward the exit. Somehow, he had to save her from making the worst mistake of her life.

Chapter Fourteen

She was too excited to sit in a cafe, too happy to eat, so they went for a long walk in the moonlight, her arm tucked possessively through his.

Once, he paused in the shadows to kiss her brow and she wound her arms around his neck, hugging him close, shamelessly pressing her body against him.

"Gabriel, I…" Sara bit down on her lower lip, wishing she had the nerve to ask him to make love to her again. She was eager for his touch, but, knowing little of men, she wasn't sure if he was plagued by the same restless yearnings that kept her tossing and turning far into the night.

"What is it, cara?"

"I… nothing."

Gabriel gazed deep into her eyes and knew, in that instant, what she wanted. Wordlessly, he pivoted on his heel and headed for her apartment.

Inside, he closed the door, then held out his arms. With a small cry of relief, she stepped into his embrace, sighing as his arms wrapped around her.

"Is it terribly wicked of me to want you so?" she asked, refusing to meet his gaze.
"No, cara mia."

"I couldn't think of anything but you all day," she confessed shyly. "When you left so abruptly this morning, I was afraid I'd done something to displease you."

He shook his head, the anguish in her voice stabbing him to the heart. "Will you have breakfast with me tomorrow?" she asked tremulously.
"I cannot."