bitter and sharp as she mumbled incoherently she was clearly uncomfortable and
he didn’t like it. Crawling across the short to distance to sit beside her
making sure their legs touched he took her hand quickly finding himself utterly
fascinated with it as he fiddled with her fingers. Pleased she hadn’t pulled
away with his other hand he began to undo his bowtie “don’t you hate these
things? Rather ridiculous if you ask me I feel like a penguin with that white
jacket and this black bowtie” he joked wanting to make her laugh.
Throwing her head back she laughed a revealing single
dimple in her left cheek and the most charming gap in her teeth. “I’ve never
heard anyone say that before you’re funny” she continued to chuckle lightly.
Sighing her laughter abruptly ended making him sad to see her beautiful smile go
“I’m wearing the apron because I’m one of the maids here at the Grand Hotel” she
confessed sure that he would back away from her and back across the elevator as
she twisted the trimming of her apron in nervousness yet lifting her head up
high she wouldn’t show him any emotion if this went bad. Never let them know
there’re getting to you.
Luke was shocked speechless but also proud at how tough
she was, his little mate was full of surprises he would have never thought that
was her profession, but above all he was shocked that she would think he’d care
about something of so little consequence. He knew more than anyone that a
person was most often more than they seemed it was usually the other parties
fault and problem for underestimating them.
Looking at his exotic mate he was saddened that there was
no one to give her the things that she deserved. Then he felt pure rage as
image of what her life must be like popped in his head, he was not oblivious to
the way Blacks were treated especially maids. Snapping out of it he could feel
the anxiety coming off of her in waves and knew that his reaction to this
revelation would be the defining moment for their future. Lifting their joined
hands he kissed her knuckles “well I’ve never seen one more beautiful” he said
with sincerity letting her see the truth of his words in her eyes. He ignored
the niggling of hurt that she thought him her mate so shallow.
you have to say?” she asked so stunned her voice rose uncharacteristically.
Mouth hanging open it couldn’t be that simple either that or he didn’t
understand what she was…
Tapping her chin Luke laughed he couldn’t help it, he
could literally see her thoughts running through her head laughing again when
she blushed and closed her mouth. “My darling I’m interested in who you are not
what you are” he stated simply and softly leaning in closer with each word.
Still holding her chin he tilted her head gently to the side as he brought his
lips down softly on hers.
Luke felt like he’d finally come home as Cloris
immediately melted into him her lips were soft and plush under his as he gently
nudged them apart. Licking the seam of her mouth his hand slid around to cup the
back of her head, groaning when her arms came up tentatively to wrap around his
neck. “that’s it my darling open for me” he commanded enticingly against her
moist lips drawing out the moment he nibbled on the plump bottom lip not
bothering to conceal his fangs as they lengthened just a bit…she would know
about him soon anyway.