L.L. The Desert Rose-Completed This book is dedicated to my muses. Inspiration comes in many forms. 
 
 
   
 
GGGGGRRRRIIIINNNNDDDD!  WWWWHHHHOOOOSSSSHHHH!  That loud pulsating sound was reverberating in Forester’s ears as the dark, chestnut colored beans spun endlessly in the metal device.  “Nothing says good coffee like freshly grounded coffee beans,” Lailani responded to Forester’s cringed face.   
Couple of months had gone by and Lailani and Morgan were happily married.  They had a beautiful, intimate ceremony where their friends and family gathered to wish to them well.  Then off to the Swiss Alps for an extended honey moon.  Since Hawaii was sorta out of the question, Lailani wanted to go somewhere she and Morgan could enjoy being out during the day time and not be too concerned with the sun.  She had never been to Switzerland, so this seemed like the most perfect place to spend two weeks with her mate, her husband, the love of her life.  Their days were filled with sampling wonderful food and visiting historical sites.  While their nights were filled with passion, moans and fireworks.  They just couldn’t get enough of each other.   
Just as she predicted, Lailani got a whole of ‘WTF’s’ from her co-workers when she announced her engagement to Morgan.  At first, no one believed her.  But as soon as they glanced at dazzling stone she was sporting on her left ring finger people began to take more notice especially when orchids were delivered to her weekly and Morgan picked her up for lunch couple times a week.  
Even Sam extended his congratulations to Lailani.  He could see the happiness radiating off her face each time she saw Morgan and it was there each time she would receive flowers from him and when he would call her.  He wanted his top therapist to be happy.  Although, he felt a twinge of weirdness when she announced her upcoming nuptials due to that awkward kiss he gave her several months back in her apartment.   
But nevertheless, that strange kiss did not alter their professional relationship at all.  Sam was eternally grateful to Lailani.  Especially when he extended his hand to Morgan at their wedding wishing them well.  He figured Morgan wanted to pulverize him for making a move on his female.  But no, no weirdness between them.  Just honest to God happiness and well-wishes.  Although, Sam admitted to himself that he was sad to see Morgan resign from Haven House as the board director.  The new guy who replaced Morgan was just as qualified as him; however, he seemed to lack the charm and appeal that Morgan had.  Nevertheless, Sam knew he could rely on Lailani to assist the new director if need be. 
Lailani was standing over the stove making omelets and frying up some bacon for Morgan and Forester wearing nothing but Morgan’s robe.  A few minutes passed, Morgan strolled in the kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of black silk, pj bottoms sporting his beautifully sculpted abdominals and biceps. The vampire was good enough to sop up next to a biscuit. 
“Mmmmm something smells wonderful besides my lovely wife, “Morgan wrapped his arms around Lailani’s waist while nuzzling his nose to the inside of her neck. 
“Good morning my love.  How did you sleep last night?”  She leaned back into her husband’s loving embrace as she flips the omelets over.” 
“Wonderful and all thanks to you.”  Morgan winked at her signaling her wonderful Japanese cherry blossom and orange scent to spark.  “Maybe you and I can pick up where we left off later...” 
“Maybe…” Lailani trailed off in a very flirty voice while crinkling her nose.  She knew what Morgan meant.  “Breakfast is almost ready, I brewed some fresh coffee and sorry I couldn’t get the paper before Forester claimed it.” 
Looking somewhat out of place, Forester voiced up.  “Do I need to leave so that you guys can do…whatever it is…you need to do.” He looked up from the paper. 
“Not just yet. Please stay and enjoy some breakfast first.”  Lailani responded.  “Forester, you really need to find a female in your life.  One who will be there for you when you get home, bring you your morning paper.” She emphasized the word your.  “Someone to love you.” She was hoping maybe she could set him up on a blind date….perhaps with Murriel from Haven House. 
“Yeah….no thanks.  Not interested right now.  I have too much work to do with new labs opening up.  I need to oversee them.  Speaking of which I am going over to Bahrain tonight to check on the progress of the development of one of those labs.  I’ll be staying in the capital Manama for the next week.”  Forester brought the coffee cup up to his lips. 
Morgan sat down next to Forester and snatched that paper out of his hands.  “Seriously, Forester get your own damn paper.”  Morgan jabbed him the shoulder. 
“Ouch! Hey now! Come on! You know I love you guys and prefer your company over my fish.  Besides its too quiet in my mansion.” Damn near spilling the hot liquid on his white polo shirt. 
“All the more reason to have a woman in your life.”  Lailani responded in a sing-song voice. 
“I’ll pass. Besides no woman would dare go for the likes of me.” 
“What….Forester don’t be ridiculous!  You’re a great looking guy with a wonderful personality.” 
“Okay…we’re so not talking about this anymore.”  Forester became more and more uncomfortable with each dragging moment.   
In fact, Forester was a good looking guy.  He was different from Morgan in that he had blond hair that was longer in the front and shorter on the back of his nape and had blue eyes.  He stood about 6 feet 3 inches tall.  He was muscular and ripped in all the right places.  He wore thin silver rim glasses on account of issues with depth perception.  He had one of those killer smiles that movie stars possessed.  In fact, he could pass as a Calvin Kline model in those stylish, sexy briefs.  Forester was hot!   
Lailani brought breakfast over to the boys and sat down next to Morgan.  As they began eating, Forester noticed how Morgan would feed Lailani from his plate and stare into her eyes so lovingly.  He could really see how much his friend really adored and loved his mate.  The feelings were reciprocal for Lailani.  Without skipping a beat, she would feed him from her plate and nuzzle her face against his and give him light kisses.  Forester could see that his buddy’s mate was so in love with her husband.  Her mad ninja skills that she possessed would defend Morgan with her dying breath.  Lailani would protect all she loved that was threatened…even Forester. 
Forester wondered what those feelings would be like…to be completely enamored by your mate who would risk everything to protect you.  He could only wonder.  Alright enough of that!  He finished up his breakfast before he let his mind wonder way too much. Once he finished eating, he placed his dishes in the sink. 
“Alright folks, I’m outta here. I gotta pack for my trip.” 
Morgan gazed up to his friend from table.  “Hey, be careful going over there.  We want you back safe and sound.  If you need me, just call and I’ll flash right to you.”  Morgan extended his hand to Forester as his sign of be careful and goodbye. 
Lailani rose from her seat and hugged Forester tightly.  “Come back safely.  Don’t do anything crazy.” 
“Oh you mean like walk around in a trench coat with throwing stars, fighting sticks, and a big ass ancient warrior sword in my backpocket.”  Now he was being a smart ass. 
“Yup just like that!”  Lailani couldn’t help but laugh at Forester’s humor.  “Seriously, you need me I’ll jump on the first jet…fighting batons and all and a rubber ducky for good measure.”  She chuckled. 
“Yeah, yeah. I hear ya mother! Be careful come back safe and play nice with the other vampires.  I’ll call you guys in a few days.”  With that Forester flashed outta their home and back to his mansion.” 
Meanwhile, Jamilah Abaza Madani was being lectured by her mother and grandmother in their grand house overlooking the capital city Al Manamah.  Nabala and Huda Madani (mother and grandmother names respectively) were discussing Jamilah’s potential betrothal to Farid Saleh, son of a local government leader.  This was not something to celebrate. Jamilah hoped to never hear those words that she was being promised to someone without the benefit of love first.  Although her culture dictated arranged marriages were customary, many of her friends were allowed to pick their potentials husbands.  Not her…oh no!  She was lucky enough that she was allowed to pick her career as a nurse.  At the age of 27, Jamilah’s parents were hoping she would already be married with several children and following the Quran and being a doting wife.  Jamilah was made to cover up her hair and her arms.  She was allowed to wear jeans and long skirts if she deemed.  Her parents believed in allowing her a few freedoms not many. 
Jamilah hated covering up her hair and arms.  She had such thick, wavy medium brown hair, chestnut eyes to match it and a beautiful olive complexion to boot.  Her brown waves fell just between her shoulder blades.  Her chestnut eyes were wild when she would flutter her lashes. Perfect little lips and straight nose.  Her figure was average nice rounded bosom that sat high on her chest.  She was considered a great beauty of her country.  Inside she was felt wilted, suffocating….a desert rose dying for a drink of fresh water.   
Whenever she felt walls closing in…her Jinn (which in Arabic culture is a spirit which can be good or evil) would come, reassure her and give her guidance.  When Jamilah was 7 years old, her Jinn appeared to her and told her she was very special and that her talents one day would be used by many.  Well, being the 7 year old that she was, she was not sure what to make of this message.  She decided to go along with it.  When she graduated high school she decided to become a nurse.  Maybe this is what her Jinn meant.  She always wanted to be useful in some way…being in the service of others appealed to her and hoped it would to her parents.  Alas, her parents were reluctant to accept her career choice but figured it would be better than becoming a teacher as many other young women at that time were becoming teachers.  A career with little promise in their haughty eyes. 
Many men wanted to court her but Jamilah would show no interest in them.  She told her parents that she would be fine growing older without the benefit of a husband.  The idea of being an ‘old maid’ didn’t bother her. Her parents seemed reluctant to accept her reasoning.   
So why were her mother and grandmother insisting on her becoming married now?  The truth… she was the first born girl of 3 daughters and 2 sons of whom all were married but her.  Jamilah always insisted on having a valuable education.  She somehow managed to convince her parents to allow her to study abroad for 6 weeks at an American hospital in Chicago while she was enrolled at her university under the strictest of supervision of course.  She always had someone keeping her within their line of sight.  She hated feeling like a she was under the biggest microscope in the world. 
Now, she would be under an even bigger microscope if she was sent to be married off to a complete stranger rooted in Muslim tradition.  As Jalimah was hearing her family’s words bleed into her ears she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to leave her home, her country.  As much as she loved Bahrain, she felt trapped like she was suffocating, drowning in a sea of endless politics and traditions.  ‘If only to be free,’ Jamilah thought.  She has lived the last 27 years of her life in a cage.  She now fears that the cage is about to become smaller making life unbearable.   
“Jamilah, it is time for you to settle down and take a husband.  All of your brothers and sisters are married with families.  You are the only one who remains in the household.” 
“Mammi with all due respect, I want to find a husband on my own.  I want to marry someone I love.” 
Nabala looked at her daughter with disgust.  How dare she?!?  “We have provided for you all your life.  You have been educated at the finest of schools.  We let you pick a career of your choice.  You will honor the family by marrying someone who we deem fit.  Love will come later on.  You do not need love to start a family.  You will do this my daughter!” 
Jamilah could only look at her mother in silence after such harsh words.  She would not even look at her grandmother as she knew she would receive those same hard words….perhaps even worse. She was a shrinking violet when it came to her mother and grandmother.  No backbone.  She never believed in going against their wishes.  But this was different.  Married to a complete stranger!  She was terrified! 
“Of course, Mammi, I would never want to dishonor the family.”  She made a slight bow as a form of surrender. “If I may be excused, I will need to get ready for my shift at the hospital.” 
“Go my daughter, since you are expected by Dr. Najeeb.”  Nabala and Huda dismissed Jamilah.  She retreated back to her room where she changed into hospital scrubs.  Her family insisted that she wears long sleeve shirts underneath her hospital scrub tops and her hair must be covered or they would not allow to work.  
Jamilah was trapped with no way out.  She couldn’t go against her family, her traditions for fear of being disowned, beaten, or worse killed.  She couldn’t leave Bahrain.  As she wrapped her hair up, she stared at her reflection in the mirror.  Tears began to well up in the corner of her eyes.  “What am I going to do?” She began to sob inwardly praying to Allah for a miracle. 
Forester arrived in Bahrain on schedule.  He took a taxi to his hotel where he could freshen up before he headed out to the new lab.  He was excited that his lab was being built next to the hospital since there were many vampires residing in the capital’s city.  He could help the citizens of Bahrain and the people of his kind.  After a quick shower, Forester changed into some fresh lines.  The heat and humidity of this country was a whole another climate that he was not used to.  He left his room and hailed a taxi out front.  He ordered the driver to take him to hospital. 
As Forester exited the taxi, he looked around the development of the lab.  The pilings were erected.  Construction had begun.  He met with the foreman and went over the figures and checking with the schedule of completion.  He figured the lab would be completed by the end of next week.  The hospital would have its new blood bank and synthetic blood would be readily available.  After reviewing the books and going over construction plans, Forester dismissed the crew for the day.  He spent the next several hours reviewing contracts and plans that were to take place within the next several days.  At once, he caught a waft of something….something rotting…something nasty.  Oh shit! Rogues! 
Forester readied himself for a show down with whoever was here.  What he would give for Lailani to be here at this moment or at least some of her arsenal of weapons.  He hoped it wouldn’t come to that.  Suddenly, two vampires came from behind the back wing of the hospital.  They began to walk toward Forester. 
“Good evening, Forester.  Surprised to find you here.”  The first vampire hissed out. 
“Who are you, how do you know my name?” 
“I am Dimitri and this is Klaus.  We are old friends of Khan.  He told us about this fake blood shit you created for vampires.” 
Oh, shit….Khan.  Well it was probably best that Forester not reveal Khan was permanently rotting in hell thanks to Lailani and her quick blade.  In attempt to placate them, “Well it’s a good product for vampires and humans alike.  We can live off this without harming humans.” 
The other vampires were not buying it.  “You know I was saddened to part ways with Khan but I did promise him that if I ever ran into you then I would relish in killing you.”  Dimitri snarled and Klaus licked his lips.  Fresh blood was on the menu tonight. 
Jamilah began making her rounds immediately at the hospital.  She loved working the long hours which meant more time away from home.  She rarely saw her parents and grandmother and all her siblings have left Bahrain to live with in laws.  She was the only one left.  She was okay with the solitude.  She never quite believed that she fit into the mold of her family.  Jamilah always believed she was destined from something greater.  She always hoped to fall in love with a man without having her parents choose for her.  Many of her friends and other relatives got pick their spouses….so why couldn’t she? Now it seems her destiny was pointed to an arranged marriage with a complete stranger. 
As Jamilah rounded the corner of the supply closet, she looked outside the big window to catch a glimpse of the stars.  As she looked down, she noticed the shape of a man staggering and failing down amongst the construction debris.  Her eyes widened and her lips made an ‘O’ shape to dismay shock.  She dropped the supplies in her hand raced around down the stairs directly in front of her.  She had to hurry.  She had no idea what was wrong with him and he obviously needed assistance.  She completely forgot to yell for help from her fellow nurses and doctors.  Instinct was driving her down those steps.  She made her way down to the first floor and opened the back door which lead out to the new construction site.  No wonder no one would have found him, all the debris, loud noises and no crossing signs prevented fellow hospital workers from venturing on this side of the hospital. 
Jamilah approached the man and could see he was gravely wounded.  He was covered in blood and had multiple bruises and lacerations on his body.  She took an even closer look and saw he was an American.  Under all that blood and dirt, she could make out his light complexion, ocean blue eyes, and sandy blond hair.  Something off the movie screen she thought.   No matter who he was, she took the Hippocratic oath to do no harm and by not assisting him would be harming him. 
She bent down to him.  “Hello…can you hear me?  Do you know where are?” 
Forester’s mind was not online yet.  He felt the life out of his body draining.  He lost so much blood from the lacerations and beating he took from Dimitri and Klaus.  Abruptly, he caught the scent of something…or someone.  He couldn’t quite figure out what he was inhaling but it smelled very nice and soothing.  Forester managed somehow to lock onto that scent.   
As his mind raced along the synapses trying to place that smell, he hears voices….No a single voice.  A feminine voice calling to him.  He can’t make out the words she’s saying.  Something to the effect of  “what happened and who are you?”  Cinnamon and vanilla finally!  That’s what the voice smells like.  ‘What a way to go smelling something so wonderful while taking your last breath in your body,’ he thought to himself as he lay dying. 
Jamilah noticed that the man’s eyes flickered open trying to register her questions.  She took her stethoscope from around her neck to listen to his heart and lungs.  ‘Good heart beat but having difficulty time breathing,’ she thought back to her nursing skills.  She looked to his left side and noticed a deep cut and blood was oozing out. She knew he was bleeding and needed to close up the wound.  Pressure needed to be applied to slow the bleeding.  But she needed a sterile dressing or cotton or anything.  She grabbed the only thing she could think of.  Jamilah removed her head scarf, balled it up and placed it against his wound.  The blood seemed to be slower for now.  She had to get him help. 
Except no one was out here.  She couldn’t holler for anyone to hear her.  She didn’t want to run back inside at risk of him going into shock.  She didn’t want to panic but her options were slimming.  She noticed the basement door a couple hundred yards away and hoped that it was unlocked.  She dusted off her knees as she rose and raced to the door.   
‘Thank Allah!’ It was unlocked.  She propped the door open with some of the construction debris and raced back to her patient.   
“Hey, listen….you are bleeding badly and I need to get you inside so that I can stitch you up. Can you hear me?”  She looked down to him. 
Forester’s mind still hadn’t fully registered what she was saying.  He opened his eyes and looked directly as her face trying to remain focused.  Wow….she was beautiful he thought.  Brown wavy hair, wide eyes, and perfectly sculpted mouth and a velvet voice.  He noticed that a strand of hair was dangling in the middle of her face blocking his view of her features.  He reached up to the lone strand of hair and motioned it over behind her ear.  As his fingers grazed her skin, Forester felt an electric spark through his body.  And so did she. 
Jamilah had never been touched by a man before.  Not this intimately.  She didn’t quite know what to make of that vibration that just rocked through her body.  It felt nice…almost natural really.  Okay back to Earth Jamilah! Person dying in front of you! 
“Hey let’s get outta here.  Can you put your arm around me?  I’m a nurse and can help you.” 
A raspy response echoed the humid air, “No…doctors.” 
“But you are bleeding you need help.  Doctors here will help you.  It doesn’t matter if you’re an American if that’s your concern.” 
Oh…no that wasn’t his concern. Forester could give two shits about his American status.  It was his vampire status that he couldn’t let slip out.  He finally got himself to focus on his nurse intently.  “No doctors!  I would rather bleed to death.”  It took every ounce of his energy to say that. 
Not wanting him to bleed to death, Jamilah grabbed his arm brought him up with all her might.  Damn…he was heavy.  All muscle.  She managed to get the man to his feet and wrapped one of her arms around his waist trying to help him balance. 
“Look, I need you to try to walk with me to the opened door on over there.  It’s the basement of the hospital.  No one will find you there.”  Jamilah had no idea what possessed her to help this stranger in his way and not go seek help like she originally planned to do. 
Forester gave her a nod.  For some reason, he trusted her.  He believed she would keep her word.  They make their way to the basement door, staggering through the rubble.  Jamilah gathered all her strength from somewhere to help this hefty stranger into the confined space.  She pulled the door closed and locked it.  Thankfully, there were a couple of old couches down here…probably from the doctor’s lounge.  Jamilah helped her patient to the longest sofa since his body frame was likely not to fit on the love seat. 
Forester collapsed onto the yellow, worn couch.  His breathing became more shallow.  He needed blood but he wasn’t about to tell that to his rescuer.   
Jamilah walked back over to her patient and listened to his heart and lungs again.  She knew he needed to be stitched up and probably needed blood.  She would have to somehow get ahold of surgical tools, disinfectant and a couple pints of blood without anyone noticing.  She looked down to him.  She noticed his blue eyes gazing at her as if he were peering into the depths of her soul. “Look I have to get some supplies to help you.  Give me ten minutes.  I’ll be back.” 
Forester nodded at her and watched her disappear up the around the corner.  He looked around his sanctuary to see the cobwebs in the corner and paint beginning to peel off the cinderblock walls.  He figured he must be in an older hospital.  He noticed a shower head and toilet in the far corner.  This must have been a locker room at some point as he noticed all red lockers pushed against the wall of this confined space.  He closed his eyes once more and prayed that he would be able to get out of here alive. 
Jamilah quietly made her way back to the supply closet in hopes of not being caught.  She had to hurry since she was walking around without her head scarf and feared people would get suspicious of her.  She grabbed all she could and stuffed everything in her pockets. She was unable to get blood since blood is accounted for and must be signed off on.  However, she grabbed a transfuser and decided… ‘Screw it I’ll transfuse some of my blood into him.’  She grabbed some sheets and a pillow and headed back down to the basement stairs. 
There her patient was…lying helplessly.  She grabbed an old coffee table and set her instruments on them and turned on a desk lamp that sat the ledge of a window so she could see what she was doing.  She attempted to rouse her patient but with no luck.  He had passed out.  Well maybe it was better this way.  She grabbed some gloves from her pocket and began addressing his wound.  Slowly and meticulously she cleaned up all his wounds on his chest and arms.  She cut away the remainder of his shirt in order to remove any debris in his cuts.  Now came the tricky part.  She palpated his wound and determined that the cut on his left side was deep but it did not deep enough to require a CAT or MRI scan.  She cleaned up the surface, numbed the area with Lidocane and began stitching him up. 
Forester’s eyes flew open at the moment the needle and sutures made contact with his flesh.  Wait a minute…no pain just a funny sensation.  He looked directly at the female seated on his left. 
“Hey, I numbed you with Lidocane.  I need to close this wound in order to prevent infection okay?  Are you in pain?” 
Forester shook his head ‘No’ and allowed her to continue stitching up his side.  Being a physician he has had his share of cuts, wounds, and surgeries he’s performed on others; however, no one has ever tended to him medically.  He watched attentively as Jamilah repaired his wound.    He just became fixated on her precision and accuracy of her stitches, wiping away blood and debris from the wound site with normal saline.  Finally, she was done.  Not a single word has passed between them through the whole process.  One problem down…another to go…but it’s even bigger.  How was he going to get blood? 
As if his nurse read his mind, Jamilah looked at him.  “I was unable to get any blood because they code and document it from the blood bank and I didn’t want to rouse suspicious so I grabbed a transfuser and I’ll transfuse myself into you.  Nod if you understand what I just said.” 
Holy shit!  She was going to do what!  For chrissakes, she had no idea what she was up against and frankly neither did he.  He hadn’t partaken in human blood in over hundred years.  Like Morgan he feed off animals until he perfected his synthetic blood.  But what were the options at this point.  Forester knew he would have to accept her precious blood in order for his healing process to kick in.  And that way he would be outta here in no time.  He finally looked at her and nodded his head ‘yes,’ to her offer.  For the briefest of moments, Jamilah caught the scent of lavender and apples.  She looked around the room trying pinpoint the smell.  She looked down at her patiet….it was him.  He smelled like lavender and apples.  What an intoxicating smell!  Okay…that’s enough  remember your oath, ‘Thou shall not mack on your patients.’ 
Jamilah nodded back to him and set up the transfuser between herself and her patient.  She cleaned his arm and inserted the needle and then she did the same to herself.  Slowly, the blood began to flow from her vein into his.  Forester did his best to remain composed as the burgundy liquid entered into his blood stream.  Her blood was like nothing that he ever came into contact with.  It seemed rich, full of vitality and yet a sense of peace.  After about 15 minutes, Jamilah could feel herself getting dizzy which was a sign to her that she had given enough of her blood.  She removed the needles from their arms and disposed of them in a trash bag.  She cleaned up the sites and applied bandages.   
Forester felt the new blood in his system was assisting in the healing process.  One day…two days top to fully recover then he would be out here.  He didn’t have the strength to flash outta here back to his hotel nor did he want to Morgan and Lailani to fret over him.  He would weight this storm out. 
Jamilah covered up her patient with a blanket and sheet, and motioned for him to lift his head in order for her to place the pillow under his neck.  She looked down at him and gave him a little smile.  “I think you’re going to make it.” 
“Thank you.”  Forester whispered softly. 
She nodded to him.  “Look, I have been gone for about an hour and need to make an appearance in front of nurses and doctors.  I’ll be back before my shift is over to check on you.  Don’t leave until I get back.  You are safe here.  Okay?”  Jamilah stood up and began to walk towards the stairs. 
“What is your name?” 
“Jamilah…Jamilah Abaza Madani.  Please call me Jamie.  Jamie is much easier to pronounce and remember.” 
“Thank you Jamie.  You have saved my life.” 
“You’re welcome.  What’s yours?” 
“Forester Alexander Kent.  Call me Zander.  It’s easier to remember too.”  Forester gave her a light smile. 
“Okay, Zander. I’ll be back soon.”  With that she disappeared back up the stairs. 
‘Zander’ what the hell was he thinking?  No one has called him that since his childhood years.  That was nickname his mother gave him.  Not even Morgan knew his nickname.  It seemed too personal to share even with his closet friend.  So why on earth did he tell her to call him that?!?  Not much strikes Forester stupid but his certainly did.  Shit! 
Jamilah rushed back up to the main hospital wing.  She disposed of all the bloody cloths and bandages down the biohazard shoot.  She hurried back to her locker and changed into and extra pair of scrubs and another scarf she keeps on standby just in case of an emergency.  And boy….did she just have an emergency.  Speedily, her hair was covered once more.  Fresh scrubs clung to her body.  She disposed of the ruined scrubs in the biohazard shoot as she rounded the corner back to the main lobby. 
Suddenly, she was pulled by another nurse Ameena. “There you are where were you?” 
Having to come up with a new truth on the spot, “Sorry I wasn’t feeling so well so I tried lying down in the lounge then went up on the roof for some fresh air.  I hope I’m not coming down with anything?”  Jamilah hoped that would suffice Ameena. 
“Well if you’re not feeling then you should go home.  It’s going around.”  Ameena replied. 
“I’m going to try to finish my shift.  We are already short two nurses.  I don’t want to complicate things for the staff.”  Jamilah followed Ameena and worked the next couple hours as diligently as she could.  All the hospital staff loved Jamilah from the doctors to the janitors.  She was the best nurse they had.  Every doctor and nurse could tell she had a special way with patients.  Jamilah could hold the hand of someone sick and they were comforted immensely.  At times, their ailments seem to lessen or completely dissipate.  Her presence in the room brought dying patients peace as they drew their final breaths.  Jamilah liked being appreciated by her co-workers.  Her she believed she found her calling…her niche…her purpose in life.   
Time ticked away.  Jamie wanted to hurry up to get back to her ‘other’ patient.  She hoped he was favoring well under these crazy, yet bazaar circumstances.  Her thoughts were never too far Zander.  The remainder of her shift was swirled around him.  She just couldn’t manage to get the image of his face out of her brain.  Okay….whoa time out!!! Jamie mentally checks in with herself.  ‘This cannot be happening.  Not only would it be career suicide but something worse could happen to her and even worse to Zander.’  
Zander’s eyes fluttered open as he heard light footsteps traipsing down the basement stairs.  He raised his head slightly and saw Jamie. 
“Hey, Zander  I thought you might be hungry.  I rustled you up some soup, crackers, and a juice box.  I know it’s not much.  But I figured…” 
Zander interrupted her.  “What you have brought me is greatly appreciated it.  You have cared for me beyond expectation.  You saved my life Jamie.  I will be forever thankful.”   
Those words trailing off his lips sounded so velvet and serene to Jamie.  Never in all her years had any of the men she came in contact with spoke so eloquently.  “Well you’re quite welcome Zander.  Look I have to be going now.  My ride will be soon.  You really should rest at least a couple more days.  No one will bother you down here.  I’ll return tonight and try to find you some clean clothes.”  She handed him his meal and backed away from him.  Suddenly she was nervous.  Why?  She had been around men before.  He was no different….well he was only she didn’t know it yet. 
“Until tonight then.”  Zander nodded his good bye to her.  As she ascended the stair case, he caught her scent of cinnamon and vanilla.  The aroma was like chocolate molten cake oozing everywhere in his mouth.   Jamie’s scent lingered in the atmosphere for another 10-15 minutes and abruptly, Zander noticed the change.  He felt a twinge in his gut signaling to his brain, ‘Hello…that wonderful scent is gone!’  He longed for her scent to return to his nostrils.  He longed for her….WHAT?!?  WTF?!?  He longed for her?  Zander doesn’t long for anyone.  His life plan did not include a female.  He was dedicated to his craft; opening more labs for his blood wine product.  He didn’t have time for females.  He was way too busy with his current direction. 
Except sometimes fate throws a monkey wrench into said life plan.  And right now this Middle Eastern beauty was that wrench tossed into the mix of things.  Even if wanted to forget there was no way he could. 
 Jamie made her out of the hospital revolving doors just in time to catch the sun rising.  It was 7am and like clockwork her father sent the car to retrieve his daughter from her job.  The ride home was swirling with confusion and anticipation.  First of all, what possessed Jamie to help someone without the benefit of other medical expertise?  She had plenty of experience but she was no doctor.  Secondly, how was she going to make herself forget him?  There was something so captivating about him especially the color of his eyes.  The color of ocean blue during the summer.  So blue…so perfect.  Reminiscing about Zander brought butterflies to her stomach and slight dampness between her thighs.  Oh, no…this cannot be good. 
At the very next moment, the car stopped and Jamie exited the vehicle and made her way into the grand house.  She damn near ran to her room in order to avoid her parents and impending conversation of doom regarding her future marriage.  Right now she just wanted a hot shower and her pillow.  After 30 mins, Jamie completed her bath routine and was ready to close her eyes for some deserved rest.  As she sinks into slumber, her mind returns back Zander.  His magnificent blue eyes, sandy blond hair, and rippling muscles.  She began to dream about Zander’s body lying on top of hers.  The feel lips upon hers.  His fingers lacing through hers.  His hard chest pressed against her strained, taut nipples.   
Jamie’s flew up as she awakes from her erotic dream.  Never in all her life had she ever dreamed about anyone so sinfully.  She placed her palm against her forehead and felt clammy.  As she shifted to her side, she felt dampness between her thighs and an aching feeling in her soul.  She looked up on her night stand and saw it was 4:02 p.m.  It would be time to get to the hospital in a few hours.  She decided she had better go downstairs and make an appearance to her family.   
She dressed quickly in pair of lounge pants and a long sleeve shirt.  She wrapped her hair up and neck in her scarf just in case there was company was here.  She made her way into the kitchen.  Lo and behold to her dismay, there was a stranger, Farid Saleh, sitting in her living room with her parents and grandmother obviously discussing her worst nightmare. 
Nabala called to her daughter to come into the living room where introductions were made between Jamie and Farid.  Jamie knew not to speak to Farid unless he spoke to her first eliciting her response.  Instead, she would nod to her parents and Farid when questions were asked of her which not many were.  For the next hour, Farid expressed his desire to marry Jamie.  He promised she would happy and would pay for her dowry and their children would be brought up in the Muslim way.  
Jamie just sat their realizing she has no say in the outcomes of her life.  The walls were closing in on her again.  She felt like screaming to the top of her lungs.  Her parents agreed on her dowry to Farid and Jamie would be married within a week’s time.  Allah help me! She screamed inwardly.     
Sleep eluded Zander the whole day.  No matter hard he tried to sleep.  He couldn’t.  He was mesmerized by Jamie…his nurse…his savior.  Why is this happening now?!?  All he wanted to do was come to Bahrain check on the development of his lab and get back to the states.  Now, he was stuck in a dingy basement healing from wounds inflicted by asshole, rogue vampires.  But he had to be grateful.  Zander was alive…thanks to Jamie.  He whispered her name upon his lips. It sounded so normal for him to hear her name trail off his lips as if she were his.  His?!? Oh no! She wasn’t his.  He didn’t even know her.   
The sounds of light footsteps interrupted his train of thoughts.  He waited for a brief moment and got off from the couch and hid behind the stair case.  He didn’t know who that was. And Jamie didn’t announce herself…So it could be anyone.  As the body of the person rounded the corner he was prepared to grab them and use his mind control to send them back to where they came from and forget they ever ventured into the basement.  His robust arms reached out and spun the body around until the wall hit them.  He muffled the sound by placing his hand over the mouth. 
It wasn’t just a body.  It was her…Jamie.  Damn…now he done it!  Jamie was struggling against his forceful embrace.  She didn’t know who the hell grabbed her.  For the briefest moment, she thought someone discovered Zander and now her.  Fear ran through her mind.  But it dissipated as her back landed against the wall she caught the color of his eyes as they poured into her.  The longer strands of his blond fell into her face.  Her breathing had accelerated, her chest was pounding against the broadness of him.  This was a very bad situation…. 
At once, Zander removed his hand from Jamie’s mouth.  “Oh, God Jamie I’m so sorry.  I didn’t know who was coming down here and you didn’t announce yourself.” 
“I told you no one would come down here.”  She was gasping for air. 
“I know I’m sorry.  It’s just that…my situation is a very delicate one and I’m sure yours is too.  If you are caught with me down here…alone,  I can only imagine the consequences you’ll have to face.” 
Consequences….smonsequences…all Jamie was really paying attention to was Zander’s strong arms wrapped her waist as her body lay flat against the rough, cinderblock wall.  His hands were warm which sent tingles down her spine.  Time to check back in!  “I….uh…brought you some clothes and some toiletries.  There’s a shower down here so you can clean up.” She looks down at the bag on floor she dropped when she sidelined by this mammoth of a male.  “I also brought you something to eat.  I know you must be starving.  There’s a couple of sandwiches, some chips, fruit and a gallon of water.” 
“Oh…um thanks.  I could use a shower and get cleaned up.”  He still hadn’t released her from his grasp.  Zander was roaming over her features once more.  She was lovely something of out Arabian night’s story.  Wow…that’s so cheezy.  He leaned forward in effort to catch her scent again.  There it was cinnamon and vanilla…faded.  Her head scarf was blocking majority of her scent.  He wanted to tug the piece of fabric away from her face in order to smell the full effect of her.   
Something possessed Zander…mostly stupidity and lust mixed together.  He unsnapped the clip that held her scarf in place.  He unraveled the soft material until she was free. Jamie’s hair fell against her right shoulder.  He ran his fingers through her hair…curious to see if it was as soft as it appeared to be….he was right.  Her hair was soft like silk.  He stared at her amazed by her Arabic features how they captivated him so and surprised she hadn’t hauled off and knocked his block off yet.  Technically, Zander was violating every protocol when it came to the chastity of Middle Eastern women.  Oh the sultan could have his head for this.  He leaned into her neck and inhaled deeply which caused him to become aroused. Okay…now trouble is definitely coming. 
Jamie frozen solid could not move.  She had let down every barrier she ever had.  She forgot everything she was ever taught about men and what he was doing was forbidden.  But at the moment…she didn’t care.  Her life was in the toilet as she saw it.  She would be married off to some stranger whom she knew nothing about.  He was willing to pay a hefty price for her.  Jamie was losing herself as person with each passing thought regarding her future.  Her future….she didn’t want to think about that.  Right now she was focused on this handsome man standing in front her committing multiple crimes just by being here with her…alone. 
For the life of her, Jamie did not pull back Zander’s advances.  She longed to be free of the cage she had been trapped in.  And now it seems Zander managed to free her…even if it were only her hair no longer being encumbered by the scarf.  She wasn’t scared or terrified of being caught or the consequences that would follow.  What scared her was the tender moment she was sharing with him would end.   
Zander’s right hand left Jamie’s waist and traveled to her face.  His big hand pushed some of Jamie’s hair from her face to behind her shoulder.  There’s that electrical vibration again….  With his thumb, he skimmed over her bottom lip as he looked into her eyes.  Her lips were soft and moist.  If only she would permit him to kiss her….she hasn’t stopped him yet.  But….he decided not to kiss her before violating anymore rules.   
Confused by what just transpired, Jamie decided not push the envelope.  She retrieved her hair scarf from the floor and wrapped herself back up.  Zander backed away from her body.  Taking his body also meant taking away that warmth…the energy that existed in that small space between them.  Jamie cleared her throat. 
“Okay…so let’s check your wounds before I begin my shift.”  Jamie started walk toward the Zander who had returned to the couch. 
Not wanting a repeat of what the last 5 minutes, Zander stood up.  He knew that if Jamie came closer…touched his skin with her apparent healing touch then he would not be able to stop himself from kissing her. 
“I got it…I’ll take care of it.  You had better get outta here before you’re missed.” His tone was sharp. 
“Look…I’m a nurse there’s no need to be embarrassed.  I…” 
“I’m not embarrassed.  I can take care of addressing my wounds which are probably healed by now.” Oh no…now Zander put this foot in his mouth. 
“What do you mean?” 
“What I meant was is that I am fast healer.  A lot of my strength has returned.  So I’ll be able to take care of myself and I’ll be out of here by tomorrow morning.” 
“Zander you probably should wait at least another day or two before taking off.  I may not be a doctor but I know that your body needs time to recuperate from the injuries you sustained.  And besides…”  He cut her off. 
“Jamie, I am a doctor.” 
Very confused now, Jamie questioned him more.  “Excuse me, what do you mean you’re a doctor?” 
“You know the blood bank and lab that is being added to the wing of your hospital?”  She nodded in agreement.  “Well this is my lab being built and my synthetic blood product that will be stocked here for the hospital’s use.” 
“You’re Dr. Kent?” 
“Guilty as charged?” 
“Why didn’t you say tell me this sooner?  You would have gotten the best treatment here.  If you were concerned about your American status it would not have mattered.  This hospital was so excited to learn that your company was building a lab here.  I can go get some of our finest physicians to have them examine you.”  Jamie retreated toward the stairs. 
“No, no.  I don’t anyone else to know I’m here. I had only planned to make this a quick trip because I am due to return to the states at the end of the week.” 
“But you were attacked.  You could be…” 
Zander believed he was about to square off with Jamie over this matter.  “I don’t want anyone else involved.  It is bad enough you got dragged into helping me.  I want my contact with others limited to just you.  Do you understand?”  His tone was sharp borderline cruel. 
“Look Zander, I am just trying to help you.  You don’t have to speak to me in that tone.  I am grown woman and not some child needing discipline.”  Oh my! Jamie had never spoken to a man that way in her life.  If she ever had, she would likely have been silenced before the first word left her mouth or worse she would have been slapped. 
Feeling the asshole he was being, Zander decided that he needed to remain relaxed and stoic at the same time.  He knew his presence here needed to remain a secret while the rest of body healed and keep himself out of Jamie’s reach.  He could not afford to devote any time to a female.  His work was so important to him.  Making sure modern vampires had their blood supply was his way of doing penance for the atrocities he committed before deciding to value human life.  He was dedicated to his craft and a female just didn’t fit in with his plans.  But….Jamie did save his life…closing his wound and her blood returned vitality back to him.  So the least he could do was not be douche bag to her and be polite. 
“Jamie, I am sorry for taking that tone with you.  I just need to keep my presence here discreet.  My privacy is very important to me.  It is one of the reasons I prefer to work in the evenings.  I hope you can understand that.” 
“I understand.  What happened to you last night?  Do you remember?” 
Oh, Zander remembered alright, but couldn’t very well tell her ‘So…yeah I was attacked by a couple of rogue vampires who hate for me for creating synthetic blood.  Have a nice day.’  He decided a little white lie would be best. 
“Not really.  Probably just some vagrants passing through.” 
“Well for someone who was attacked and nearly died, you sure are taking it very well.” 
“It happens in my line of work.  Others don’t always agree with my methods.  So it’s something I have to live with.” 
“Well I think what you’re doing is fantastic.  There is never enough blood in hospitals or enough of a rare blood type donations.  So I think what you’ve created benefits all.  I remember reading an article in a medical journal a few years back when this product was created.  How much hope it seemed to bring the human race.  You’re like a hero. I think that’s one of the reasons I wanted to remain working in a hospital rather than a clinic.  I wanted to be useful in some way.  Help people like you are.” 
Zander thought, ‘Oh don’t praise me for anything.  This product is also for vampires so that they don’t turn to humans to feed.  I am no one’s hero.’  In fact, he felt rather ashamed.  Here was this naïve female who was spouting tributes to him and she had no idea she was in the company of a vampire.  A blood sucking, monster.  Even after all these years, Zander still believed himself a monster.   
“Well I should let you shower and eat.  I’ll try to steal some time away in a few hours.  In the meantime, I brought you something to help pass the time.”  Jaime reached into her scrub top pocket and pulled out her iPod.  “There are thousands of songs on here.  I figured maybe you’d like to listen to music to make the time go.  There is also a pad and some pens if you need to write anything down at the bottom of the bag.” 
This female never ceased to amaze him.  Zander couldn’t believe all that she has done for him in the last 18 hours was far more than anyone has ever done for him when it came to sacrifice or danger.  He graciously accepted her iPod.  “Thank you Jamie.  I have a big favor to ask.  Think you could get me laptop with internet?”   
“Sorry Zander.  I don’t have access to a laptop, plus you can’t get internet down here in the basement.  Is there anyone I can call or send an email to for you?” 
“No, no. It’s not important.”  Zander reached for the bag in front of Jamie’s feet.  As he straightened up his posture, his eyes gazed back to her.  He just wanted to steal a quick glance of her Arabic features.  “Well I’ll get a shower and thanks again for everything.” 
Jamie nodded and turned away from him.  She had to get out outta that room.  She knew the longer she stayed the more danger she was putting herself in.  Still, she needed to borrow all the powers of heaven and hell to climb those stairs to get away from him.  She returned back to the main the lobby of the hospital and began working in triage.  Thank Allah for the number of patients that needed her tonight.  She had to stay busy.   
Zander stood underneath the shower head as the water slowly dripped down his body.  He couldn’t manage to shake Jamie from his thoughts.  He knew that he was aroused by her presence especially when her cinnamon and vanilla scent filled his nostrils.  In all honesty, he knew it would be safer for him to keep contact to a minimum with her.  But how could he?  Is this what Morgan felt when he first met Lailani?  This can’t be it?  More than anything…Zander was terrified.  He never really had much interest in the lust department.  He occasionally bedded a few females in the past but never had he taken interest in any female…until Jamie.  Oh, God what was he going to do?  He couldn’t have her. 
Several hours passed and Jamie managed to get out of triage to check on Zander.  She had hoped that he hadn’t left yet.  She at least wanted to say good bye to him.  Did she really? Uh….that would be a NO!  For whatever reason, Zander was so easy to talk to.  All her life men intimidated her.  But not this one…not Zander.  He was different.  She slipped around the corridor to the basement steps.  To avoid a repeat of being almost clotheslined, she called out to him. 
“Zander, it’s me….Jamie.”  She descended the steps.  Except she found him sleeping on the couch peacefully.  He obviously had cleaned up and ate some of the food she brought him.  She noticed that he was listening to her iPod with earphones in his ears.  Curious, she looked to see what song was playing.  Except as she looked down she noticed the song was on repeat, the song playing was ‘Sing to Me by Mickey Monroe.’ One of her favorites.   
Jamie loomed over his features.  She noticed that most of his scratches and bruises where healing.  They no longer were that awful discoloration of black and red.  He watched his chest rise up and down through that thin layer of cotton.  Thank goodness she was able to find some clothes in the hospital’s donated clothing closet that would fit his stocky physique.  Something took hold of her.  Jamie reached over and brushed the few strands of gold blonde hair that dangled in his face.  She traced the smooth lines of his face, around his cheekbones and jawline.  His skin was so smooth. 
Zander eye lids flipped over very slowly at the moment of contact of Jamie’s delicate touch on him.  It would seem each time she would touch him felt that electrical vibration shooting into his body.  He turned his head slightly to face her.  Her wild eyes met his focus.  He pulled the earphones away in order. 
“Sorry to have disturbed you.  How are you feeling?” 
“Much better after the shower and the food.  Thank you Jamie.”  Okay….time to make some small talk.  “So do you have a lot of patients this evening?” 
“It’s been pretty busy.  I spent a lot time in triage handling smaller complaints.  It made the time go faster.  Sometimes the hospital can go on for a couple hours with nothing not even as much as sneeze which makes everything so much slower.  It becomes way to quiet then. You could hear a pin drop.  But sometimes, I don’t mind the quiet.  Solitude is not always a bad thing.  It can be rather peaceful.  Do you enjoy solitude?” 
“At times…especially when there’s too much chaos going on.” 
“I can relate to that.” 
“So do you come from a large family?  What got you interested in nursing?” 
“Well I am the oldest of three girls and two boys.  They all have moved out and gotten married.  I’m not very close with my siblings.  Growing we used to fight all the time.  I got interested in nursing actually…well don’t laugh at me now.”  Becoming unsure if she was going to answer his last question. 
“I won’t laugh.  I promise.” 
“I fell in love the show ER.  I loved the nurses on the show.  It is true ya know…nurses really run the hospitals.”  She smiled. 
Zander chuckled at her cuteness.  “Nurses are the heart of hospitals they make it work.  By the way, you appear to speak perfect English. Did you spend any time abroad?” 
“Funny, you should say that but yes I spent 6 weeks at a hospital in Chicago for an internship. Plus many of my professors here at the university where American and schooled us well.” 
Zander nodded.   Then nothing. 
Silence.  More silence.  Even more silence.  “So, are you married?”  Finally, Zander broke it.  He hoped her answer would be NO. 
“Uh…no…not yet.” 
“Not yet?” 
“Yeah, my parents have arranged for me to marry a son of local government leader.” She spoke somberly. 
“You don’t sound too pleased about that?”  He asked. 
“I’m not.” She uttered. 
“Forgive my ignorance, but aren’t arranged marriages part of your culture?” 
“They are but more and more Muslim families are allowing their children pick their own spouses.  I always wanted to fall in love with the person I married. I don’t want to marry a complete stranger.” 
“Why not talk to your family about how you feel?” 
“Oh no! I can’t do that. I must honor the family and comply with their wishes.” 
“What about what you want…your wishes?” 
No one has ever asked her that before.  She really didn’t know how to answer that question.  “My wishes don’t matter.  My parents provided for me, paid for my education, took care of me.  How can I not do as they ask?” 
“Well…you’re not exactly following protocol her by being alone with an American male in a basement of a hospital.” 
“You’re right.”  What the hell was she doing here?  She should just go back upstairs to her life. 
“I’m sorry that was rather rude of me.  I just can’t see how your parents would make you marry someone you don’t love or barely know. And yet here you are helping me.  Why?” 
“I don’t know.”  She looked to the dusty floor.  Her eyes began to trace the cracks in the concrete. 
“You want to be free, don’t you?” 
Still not looking at him. “Yes.” 
Something passed between them.  Some sort of magnetic pull.   Zander extended his hand to Jamie’s face to caress her cheek.  She turned her body to face his gaze.  He stared at her intensively.  Even if her hair was in a scarf she was still beautiful.  Zander unfastened her clip and unwrapped hair like a delicate present.  The fabric melted off her face as if it didn’t belong there.  Her hair in a twist spun loose falling around her shoulders.  He lifted his hand and ran his finger along the hair near her ear bringing her face closer to his. 
Jamie didn’t refuse Zander.  She couldn’t; all she knew in that moment was her and him.  She obliged his fingers as they tangled in her hair.  She bent her face down toward him.  She could smell the wonderful scent of lavender and apples again.  It must be him.   
Tender, soft lips brushed against hers.  His mouth moved sweetly over hers very slowly.  Her lips were like nectar.  Each sampling motion he made with his mouth made him desire more of her mouth.  His tongue came out of hiding.  He nipped at her lower lip beckoning for her to open to him.  With a soft gasp, his tongue slid into her mouth.  The slick, wet sensation sent chills down Jamie’s body.  Her tongue moved slowly in play with his.  With each stroke, Jamie felt butterflies in her gut.  Damp warmth deposited itself between her thighs.   
Zander pulled back from her lips swiftly, gasping to catch his next breath.  “Oh, geez…Jamie I am so sorry.  That was very forward of me.  You have every hit to slap me.” 
Jamie eyed Zander’s features.  She could sense his nervousness.  Surprisingly, she wasn’t.  In fact, she longed to kiss him again.  Not a word passed between.  Instead, Jamie found herself leaning down back toward Zander’s face. 
“I’m not sorry.” She said against Zander’s mouth.  Their lips met once again.  It was she this time who deepened the kiss with her tongue.  Her breath congealed with his.  Their tongues began a swirling play of tug-of-war. 
Everything that Zander told himself about females and having no interest in them…Horseshit!  There was no doubt about it.  He wanted the female whose lips were pressed hotly against his.  She was forbidden though.  Forbidden due to culture, forbidden due to distance, forbidden due to the barrier of species.  She was the forbidden fruit of Bahrain.  But like a moth a flame…Zander was drawn to Jamie. 
“Jamie, we have to stop.  We…uh…um…this cannot go any further.”  It killed Zander to breathe those words out because they were lies.  He felt his erection straining to be free against his cotton pants.  He was fully aroused by Jamie but he knew that if he didn’t stop then, then the penalty would be grave. 
“You’re right.  I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me.  I should go.” She got up from the couch quickly while searching for her head scarf.  She retrieved from the floor. And returned it to her head and neck.  She smoothed out her scrubs and walked toward the ascending stairs.  She paused for a brief moment to face him, but decided it was best.  “I’ll be by to check on you again before I leave.” 
Damn! Now…Zander really had stepped in it.  He was completely bamboozled by this female who tended to his injuries.  He had to draw up some iron will from somewhere to be able resist her next time she returned. 
Jamie felt completely flushed after kissing Zander.  Her skin was clammy.  Her breathing sped up. Not to mention completely aroused by him.  Jamie was filled with so many emotions right now.  She decided to throw herself into her work to make the time go.  Just before 6:00 a.m. Jamie had ever intention on to check on Zander once more….except she was not given the chance.  Her father sent the car or her early.   
Once Jamie returned to her home, she became very petrified.  Since she began working at the hospital, her father has never sent the car to bring her home early.  She approached the front doors with caution.  Badi Abaza Madani, stoutly man with a dark complexion and receding hairline, awaited for his child. 
“My daughter….welcome come.” He kissed her cheek and embraced her. 
“Thank you Pappa.” She seemed confused now. 
“Come let us talk inside.”  Badi lead his daughter into the living room of their grand house motioned for her to sit on the couch adjacent from him.  “It has come to my attention that Farid Saleh has offered to pay dowry for your hand.” 
“Yes, papa.  Mammi and grandma informed me yesterday about his proposal.”  She continued to look down careful not to face him. 
“Jamilah, I believe this is a good match.  It is about time you were married.  He can certainly provide for you and he is a very devoted Muslim and reads his Quran.  What say you?” 
To be honest….NO!  “I want to continue working at the hospital.” 
“Well that will be up to him.  He will decide that.  Besides there is no need for you to work there.  He is more than able to provide for you.  The ceremony will be in 5 days.  Come you need to see the seamstress for your ceremonial robes.  In the meantime, Farid is waiting in the parlor for you.  Go and visit with him for a few minutes while I make some calls.” 
Jamie inclined her head with a nod.  She left the couch and made her way to the parlor on the back end of the house where her future awaited her.  She knocked on the door and entered slowly. 
“Hello…Farid.  It’s Jamilah.”  She crept along the wall to the chair.  Something was dark and sinister in the room.  Jamie felt the hair on her stand on edge. 
“Hello…Jamilah.”  Farid responded darkly. 
“Um…my father sent me here to wait with you while he makes calls.”  As soon as Jamie found a chair, she took a seat across from the dark shadows where Farid was harboring. 
“I was watching you from this window Jamilah.  Do you know how lovely you are?”  He stalked her from across the room.  “Tell me how do you find my proposal to your parents?” 
Completely terrified now, “Um…well being married is an honor to bring my family.  To marry a good Muslim man who practices Islam and reads the Quran.” 
Now Farid was standing two feet in front of her looking down.  “Ya know…if I wasn’t such a good Muslim I would take you right now.” 
Blinding fear and panic swarmed internally for Jamie.  This was not a nice man.  He seemed harsh and perhaps down right malicious. 
Farid leaned forward and rested his hands on Jamie’s shoulders.  He swung his body around so that now he was behind her.  His hands started to rub her shoulders then started to move to the tops of breasts.  His fingers kneaded her flesh through her clothes.  Except…it hurt.  
Jamilah tried to resist him, but he slapped away her hands.  He bent down and snarled in her ear, “I take what is mine Jamilah.  You will not deny me.  In 5 days time, you will be my wife and you will submit to me.” 
Not a moment too soon, there was a knock on the parlor door, Badi entered and began discussing the wedding preparations with Farid and Jamie.  Quickly, Farid withdrew his hands from Jamie’s breasts as he didn’t want to meet the wrath of her father.  All Jamie could do was sit back, nod, and fight back the waterfall of tears that desperately needed to flow.  Once the wedding preparation were ironed out.  Badi dismissed his daughter. 
Jamie departed the parlor and climbed the stars to her room.  As soon as her door was shut, the tears came pouring out like a flood.    Her worst fears have now been confirmed.  Not only was she being married off; but was marrying a wicked man.  She prayed to Allah to find a way out of this marriage.  She was willing to bargain marrying a complete stranger…just not someone who was vile and downright mean. 
At once her Jinn came to her,  “You are sad and frightened.  How can I aid you?” 
“My life is over. I’m being married off to someone I don’t know.  To top it off, the man I am betrothed to is dark and evil.  He does not seem to possess even an ounce of tenderness in him.  Life with him will be unbearable.  I know Farid will not let me work at the hospital.  I feel my purpose in life to aid others will be wasted.  Help me to find a way out of this marriage.  I’ll do anything.”  Desperation bled from her lips. 
“Jamilah, I once told you that you were very special.  Did I not?”  She nodded in agreement.  “The gift you possess is a special one.  You are more than just a good nurse.  When you touch others, you heal them.  Whatever the ailment it is, you heal them.” 
“I’m afraid I don’t understand.  What does having healing powers have to do with me finding a way out of this nightmare.” 
“Everything will reveal itself in its time.  You must be patient.” 
“Forgive me, how can I use this gift you say I have if I am not allowed to work or leave my home.” 
“Have faith Jamilah.  Allah will never desert you and neither will I.  Just remember your healing touch can only be used on others.  Try to heal yourself and you will perish.  Be well Jamilah.”  With that, the Jinn faded into the thin air. 
Panic and fear wasn’t consumed by Jamie alone, Zander had been pacing the basement floor for hours.  Jamie had not returned to check on him.  His mind began swirling around the idea that somehow she got caught for helping him.  But then he would be in trouble too.  Zander wasn’t sure what time it was.  It had to be approaching dusk to evening.  His strength was almost fully generated and he could leave his cinderblock sanctuary.  Except he couldn’t.  Not until he saw Jamie.  He had to know that she was safe. 
After Farid left her residence, Jamie decided to presen some questions to her father in hopes to give the slightest indication that she didn’t want to marry…especially Farid.  She even compromised with herself to marry another…just not Farid.  Someone who was kind and tender.  She had to tread water very carefully.  She would talk to him just before her shift at the hospital. 
“Pappa, may I speak with you?”  She sat in the chair behind him. 
Badi had his back turned at his secretarial desk where he was signing forms.  “What is it Jamilah? I am very busy.” 
“I wanted to know if were possible to postpone my wedding.  I would like to get to know Farid better.” 
With a snap, “Out of the question!  I have known his family for year.  His father and I worked together on several government contracts.  His father is an honorable man.  Therefore, so is his son.”  Badi didn’t even turn to face his daughter as he barked out his response. 
Courage don’t fail now.  “What if he is not a nice man…a good husband?  I watch the way you and Mammi are and that’s the kind of marriage I want.” 
At the very next instant, Badi pivoted his torso around to face his daughter.  Except it wasn’t his face that was coming at her…it was his large hand.  He smacked Jamie with all his might causing her to lose balance and stumble out of her chair. 
“Listen up you unworthy girl!  You will not question my decisions.  You will marry Farid in 5 days from now and you get these silly childhood fantasies out of your mind before you find something worse than my hand.  Do you understand me?!?”  He glared at her with disdain. 
Fear rocked Jamie to the core.  She knew better to give a verbal response back.  Instead, she nodded at him and waited for him to dismiss her.  Badi returned to his cool stance at his desk and waved his hand for his daughter to leave.   
Jamie returned to her room Jamie’s face was stinging with such pain.  The redness already began to form.  He hit her with such force at a light bruise was forming underneath her left eye.  She needed to apply some ice in order to reduce the swelling.  She didn’t want to go to work with his handprint on her face.  She looked at the time and noticed that is was 6:14 p.m.  If she didn’t hurry and get outta her house, then she would have less than half an hour to check on Zander before her shift began.  She decided to forego the ice pack and settled for a cool wash cloth.  She grabbed her bag and left her room and walked to the car parked outside of the house. 
Feeling anxious to see him, Jamie could only hope that Zander hadn’t left yet.  She needed to bring him something to eat and drink.  She felt bad that she was unable to see him before being ripped away from her job.  The car service dropped her off at the revolving doors.  Jamie sped inside in hopes of missing the other hospital staff.  Impossible. 
Ameena caught Jamie as she rounded the corner to the staff lounge.  “Hey, you’re early Jamilah.  It hasn’t been…” Ameena stopped speaking as she noticed red mark and new bruise on Jamie’s face.  “Jamilah, what happened?” 
“It’s nothing.”  Jamie avoiding her question. 
“That red mark and bruise on your face is not nothing.” 
“Let it go Ameena.  I just want to get work.” 
“Who assaulted you?  Did you tell your father?” 
Silence was the answer Jamie returned to Jamilah.  Words didn’t need to be spoken.  Jamie’s silence was enough Ameena to understand that her father was responsible for the damage. 
“Listen, I’m gonna go to the café for something to eat before my shift begins. You want anything?”  She closed her locker and refastened her scarf clip.  Even if she tried to hide the redness and bruise it was possible.  It was like huge stop sign on her face.  Nice. 
“No, I’m good thanks though.”   
Jamie left the lounge and rushed to the café to get something to eat for Zander.  The selection was poor.  She grabbed some rice, chicken, some cookies for Zander and a salad for herself.  Since this whole ordeal began, her appetite declined.  She grabbed a liter of water and walked to the cashier to pay for her meal. 
When she didn’t think she would be missed, Jamie slipped to the basement stairs.  As she descended the step slowly, she called out to Zander quietly. 
In a whispered voice, “Zander it’s me…Jamie.” 
Zander came from behind the staircase wrapped in towel.  The water dripping from his damp hair.  His body glistening from the remnants of the water.  His blue eyes shined through his glasses.  Wow…he looked good enough to eat.   
“Oh…forgive me.  I just wanted to bring you something to eat.  I’ll come back later on.”  Attempting to turn around to hide her embarrassment. 
But, Zander didn’t let her get that far.  He all but snatched the food from her hands and slid the containers on the coffee table.  He grabbed Jamie’s body and wrapped his arms around her fiercely.  For that brief moment, he wasn’t sure if she was real so he kept his grip on her tight.  He rested his head on her forehead.  His breathing from erratic to steady.  He took her scent of cinnamon and vanilla.  Very soothing. 
“Oh…hey Zander…can you loosen your grip?  Having trouble breathing here…”  She gasped. 
“Oh, right sorry.”  Zander loosened his herculean grip from her but did not remove his arms from her waist.  “You have no fucking idea how worried I’ve been here.  I had no clue as to what happened to you.   I thought maybe it was the kiss that kept you away and then I thought maybe you were caught… I just had 1,000 scenarios going through my head.”  He said in rushed breath. 
Jamie laid her head against his chest.  She wanted to feel his warmth.  After a few moments, Jamie spoke.  “I am so sorry Zander.  My father sent our car service to retrieve me before my shift was over.  I had to go home to have a meeting with my father and future husband.  Trust me, I hated being pulled away before I got a chance to see you.  You must be starving.  I brought you something to eat.” 
Zander lifted her face from her chin from his chest.  As he motioned her face toward him, he noticed that Jamie winced.   
“What’s wrong Jamie?” 
“It’s nothing.  I’ll be alright.”  She turned her head back toward his chest. 
Zander didn’t give her chance.  He lifted her chin to the left where the light was better.  It was then he noticed the huge red hand print across her face and the bruise forming underneath her eye.  With this thumb, he skimmed over the raw flesh.  “What the hell happened to you Jamie?” 
Not wanting to reveal the truth, “It’s nothing.  I slipped in the ER and hit my face against the crash cart.”  She hating lying to him, but it was better than revealing truth. 
“Bullshit, Jamie!  Tell me now!” 
“Excuse me, where do you get off ordering me around?  It’s none of your business anyway!”  She jerked her chin from his fingers and backed away from him. 
“Jamie…you’re welfare is my business.  If someone is hurting you, I want to know!” 
“This does not concern you!  Just drop it!” 
“No, I can’t just drop it.  I care about you, Jamie.” 
Those 4 words rang straight to her core.  ‘I care about you,’ those words were something that she was not familiar with.  Words of sentiment were not thrown around in her household often.  In fact, Jamie cannot recall the last time her parents told her they cared about her or even told her they loved her.   
“Why?” 
“Why, what?” 
“Why do you care about me?  I am just another woman.”   
Was she kidding him?  She was NOT just another woman.  She was something out of a storybook.  She was the heroine who braved multiple elements to save the fallen.  That’s who she was… his guardian.  Zander could sense her uneasiness.  He wanted to comfort her; but he didn’t want to frighten her.  He walked to her slowly.  He reached out and locked his hand around hers.  He intertwined his fingers with hers.  He looked down as her hand gracefully fit his…like it was made to be there.  Their eyes met momentarily.  Zander brought her hand to his lips and brushed a featherlight kiss across her knuckles.   
“On my honor Jamie, I care about you because are the most selfless person I have ever met.  You have risked multiple dangers to tend to me.  And you’re still braving against danger.  Believe me when I say this Jamie, you are not just another woman.   
Shocked by his words of adoration, she’s not quite sure how to react to Zander’s speech.  But, she believed him…every word.  “Thank you for your kind words.”  She retracted her hand from Zanders long fingers.  She was beginning to feel nervous.  Those lovely butterflies returning to the pit of her gut.  What this man could do to her senses… 
Okay new subject time.  “Are you hungry?  I brought something you something to eat.” 
“I am famished.”  Zander turned his body around and Jamie caught a glimpse of his wound she stitched up.  But there was no wound on his left side.  She became very bemused at this point. 
“Wait a minute…where’s the wound I stitched up.  You couldn’t have healed that quickly.” 
“I heal quickly.  It will be nothing more than just a light scratch in another day or so.” Zander began eating his meal from the to-go box.  “Mmmm…this is good.” 
Jamie picked at her salad and pushed around the tomatoes in the dressing.  She really seemed to be searching for answers to explain his quickly healing properties.  Unable to come up with an answer that can be explained medically, “So have you always been able to do that?” 
“Do what?....Oh, you  mean heal quickly?”  She nodded her head in agreement.  Okay here comes another white lie.  “Yeah, I have been.  My family has always been quick healers.  Just lucky I guess.”  Yeah…let’s chalk that up to luck.  Zander looked across at Jamie’s to-go box and realized she hadn’t touched hardly any of her salad.  “Aren’t you hungry?” 
“Not really.  Haven’t had much of an appetite these last few days.”  She closed the lid.  “Zander, I have to go now.  My shift began 5 minutes ago.  I’ll be by in a few hours.  Do you need anything?”  She started to walk up the stairs. 
“Only for you to return.”  Zander smiled briefly at her and turned away. 
Jamie strode back up the steps to the main entrance of the ER.  As she rounded the corner, Dr. Najeeb stopped her. 
“Where have you been?  We have a major trauma coming in and I need all available hands?” 
“Sorry Dr. Najeeb.  I have been kinda out of it today.  Let’s get to work.”  Not a moment too soon, multiple ambulances pulled up.  Apparently there was a 7 car pile-up on the main road with numerous injuries.  Jamie worked diligently assessing each patient’s complaints and assisted in trauma surgery when necessary.  After 7 straight hours of grueling work, Jamie was exhausted.  She felt the need to crash.  She needed to rest.  But she couldn’t; she had to check on Zander. 
Jamie made her way back to the basement alert Zander that she was descending the staircase.  She found him resting on the couch. 
Zander was alerted almost immediately at the first moment he caught Jamie’s cinnamon and vanilla scent.  His heart jumped into his throat at the sound of her voice calling to him.  “I’m here, Jamie.” 
“Hey.” 
“How’s the shift going?  You look exhausted.”  He seemed concerned sitting up. 
“I am wiped out.  There was a bad accident which resulted in several injuries.  I had to scrub in for emergency surgery.” 
“Come here.” 
Jamie didn’t question him only responded to his command.  Zander sat up and motioned for her to sit next to him.  As Jamie sat next to him, he slid closer and wrapped his arm around her and motioned for her to lay her head down on the pillow.  
“Zander I can’t take a nap right now.  I need to get back upstairs.” 
“Jamie you aren’t going to be any good to anyone if you don’t recoup some of your strength.  Now lay back and rest.” 
Jamie acquiesced to him.  She lay on her side with her back toward his chest.  She felt his warmth radiating off his body into hers.  He was like her own personal sauna.  Zander’s huge arms pulled her tightly to his chest.  Jamie snuggled against his embrace as if her body were made to fit there.  Zander decided it was her turn to be tended to…even if it were only for a few moments.   
A few minutes turned into an hour.  Jamie stirred to find herself had fallen asleep in Zander’s arms.  Oh damn! She scrambled up from his embrace which disturbed him. 
“Hey, Jamie what is it?”  Zander’s eyes fluttered open and yawned. 
“Zander I have been gone for an hour.  How am I going to explain that to my supervisor?” 
“Just tell them that you left the hospital for some fresh air.”  He was now becoming concerned just like she was. 
“Yeah, like they will believe that.  Great!” She started to pace on the dusty, gray floor. 
“Jamie can I ask you a question?”  Zander had sat up by now running his fingers over his blonde locks that fell in his face. 
“Sure.” 
“What happened to your face?” 
“My father slapped me.” 
“Why?” 
“Because I questioned his authority regarding my future.” 
“You mean your marriage?”  She nodded not really making eye contact with him.  “How did you question his authority?” 
“I asked him if the wedding could be postponed to my intended so that I could get to know him better.” 
“That doesn’t sound unreasonable.  That still doesn’t explain why he slapped you.” 
“I basically insulted him by insinuating that he picked poorly for me especially if Farid was not a nice man?” 
“Well is he?”  He questioned her believing he was onto something. 
Was she that obvious?  “Um…no Zander.  Farid is not a very nice man.” 
At the next moment, Zander’s protective instincts kicked in.  Holy shit!  It was like nothing that he had ever experienced.  He cared about females in his lifetime, but nothing like this.  This was completely alien to him.  However, being protective of Jamie seemed altogether natural to him.  Oh no….he was bonding to her.  It was the last thing he ever expected to happen to him…in Bahrain…to her. 
Zander stalked to her and stopped her from pacing.  He cupped her chin to so that he may look into her beautiful brown eyes.  “Did he violate you Jamie?” 
Should she lie?  Technically, he did but according to culture…her future husband had rights to her while she well…didn’t.  “Let’s just say he molested me and told me that I belong to him and will submit to him without protest.” 
“Oh God Jamie!  You have to get outta there!  This guy’s gonna hurt you!”  Now, his protective instincts leapt from concern to downright fury and panic mixed. 
“I can’t leave.  I can’t leave my home…my family.  And even if I did I don’t have anywhere to go.  I would be turned out by every family I know if I left.”  Jamie pulled away to glace up to her watch.  “Damn, I’ve got to go.  I’ll be back before I leave.” 
“Please Jamie, if you need me just come and get me.”   
“I’ll be fine Zander.  Thank you for your concern.” She brushed off his concern.  She stepped on her tip toes and kissed his cheek and headed for the steps. 
Zander’s fear was blinking like hazard lights internally.  He couldn’t imagine the turmoil Jamie was enduring.  He had to help…but how? 
As soon as Jamie came up from the stairwell, Ameena pulled her to the side corridor. 
“Hey, where have you been?  You’ve been missing for over an hour.  Something is going on with you, Jamilah.  Are you meeting a man downstairs?” 
Oh, no…Jamie had to think of something believable to tell Ameena.  Telling her she went for air wouldn’t cut it.  “Well those multiple traumas took a lot out of me.  So I went for a walk outside.  I lost track of time.” 
“Jamilah, you’re not telling me something.  If you’re sneaking around, your family will find out.  The nurses and doctors will find out too and then none of them will want to work with you.” 
“I’m not sneaking around.”  Not wanting to reveal the origin of her bruise and red face.  But at this point, Jamie will do anything to keep Ameena from going to the basement.  “My family has arranged my marriage in the next 4 days and he is not a very nice man.”  She pointed to her face.  “Thus, the bruise.”  She looked down away from Ameena, holding back scalding tears. 
“Oh…Jamilah.  I am so sorry.  Why didn’t you say anything to me?” 
“Because this is not the kind of thing I want to broadcast to anyone.  You understand the consequences of questioning family decisions.  Anyways, that’s what’s going on with me for the past few days especially if I seem spacey.” 
Ameena reached out and hugged Jamie.  She knew that she was lucky since she got to choose her husband and he was nice man.  It’s the littlest things to appreciate. 
Jamie departed from Ameena’s embrace not a moment too soon.  Her tears came rushing through.  She scooted to the closest restroom to regain composure.  She splashed some water on her face.  As Jamie looked up into the mirror, she saw her life ending right before her eyes.  Powerless… 
Jamie returned to the basement the last 15 minutes of her shift.  She brought Zander some more food and water and fresh clothes for the next couple of days.  ‘How much longer can I continue to do this?’ she pondered.  In the last 27 years of her life, these last few days with Zander were the best.  She felt a kind of peace with him unlike other men she had encountered.  He seemed to genuinely care about her.  None of his actions were an act.  But, he would be leaving today maybe tomorrow and she was to be married off.  Nothing but memories would go with her. 
“Zander, I’m back.  I brought you some fresh clothes and something to eat.”  She turned the corner of the steps.  She needed to let him know that people may start getting suspicious so her visits would become less frequent. 
“I’m here Jaime.”  He called out to her.  “Listen, there is something that I need to talk to you about.” 
“Sure, what is it?”  She set the bag of supplies on the floor next to the couch and sat down next to him.   
Zander’s head was lowered, his elbows resting on his legs.  He was frame was massive compared to hers.  “I’m completely healed.  Tonight I’m leaving.” 
Not expecting this and somewhat saddened she had become.  “Are you sure you’re ready to leave?” 
“Yeah, I’m sure.  I’ve gained my strength back and all my wounds are healed.”  He lifted up the side of shirt so she could see that he was telling truth…not a scratch on his gorgeous body not even the hint of a scar.  “I have got to get back to my hotel and wrap up my dealings here regarding the lab.” 
What else could she say to that?  She knew her time with him was limited and it saddened her to no ends.  For the first time in her life, someone appreciated her.  She felt needed but not the same kind of “needed” she received from her patients or the other medical staff.  This was different.  She was needed by a single a person…a man.  And, he genuinely cared about her. But it was more than just Zander’s appreciation, Jamie was actually attracted to him.  She couldn’t deny the chemistry that seemed to exist between them no matter how hard she tried.  She thought about him constantly and dreamt about him nightly.  She cannot allow herself to continue this fantasy.  Reality had returned.  He was leaving and she was getting married to a malicious man. 
“Well, then Zander I wish you well.  I am glad that you’re better and you’ve made a complete recovery.”  She dropped the bag in front of his feet and set the food down on the coffee table.  As she started to turn around, Zander caught her hand.   
“Jamie, I cannot thank you enough for all you have done for me.  You saved my life and protected me these last couple days.” 
She smiled lightly at him.  “You’re welcome Zander.  Take care of yourself.”  She tried to break from his grasp but his hand refused to turn hers loose.  “Zander let go of my hand please.” 
“Jamie, I need to know something…” 
“Yes?” 
“What’s going on between us?” 
Not really prepared to answer this question.  “There’s nothing between us.  I mean you were my patient.  That’s the extent of it.” 
“Bullshit Jamie!”  Zander stood up from the couch and took two big strides until he was facing her.   Those ocean blue eyes of his glared into her chestnut, warm eyes.   “I know you feel something between us.” 
“Look, I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing but it’s not funny.  Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have to go.  My car service will be here soon.”  She half turned her body before Zander yanked her back and against his.  One arm firmly grasped around her waist while the other on her shoulder. 
“Jamie, I can’t let you leave….not like this.” 
“How dare you!  You have no right to keep me here.  You don’t own me Zander!”  She struggled to be free like wild animal. 
“Calm down Jamie!”  Zander was trying to keep his hold on this female. 
“Damn it let me go!  I am already going to one prison in a few days.  I refuse to be in another one!” 
“Jamie! I am not trying to keep you prisoner.”  By this time, Jamie had managed to wiggle out of Zander’s grasp and darted for the steps.  In quick speed, Zander grabbed her by the waist and spun her back around until her back was firmly against his chest.  Zander’s arms were crisscrossed against hers in order to subdue her.   
“So help me God Zander if you don’t release me, I’ll scream!”  She spoke in a low voice. 
“Jamie, please calm down.  I am not trying to frighten you.  I just want to talk to you.  Now, I’m gonna release you just please don’t run.”  Zander released her from his body.  And just as he did, Jamie sprint back toward the stairs.  Zander reached for her pulling her hospital scrubs.  Once again, she was back against something hard.  This time it was a wall.  Zander had her pinned against the wall and his body fell into hers. 
Zander could hear Jamie’s heart beat louder with each passing second.  Her breathing was erratic.  Her eyes were wild.  Zander pushed his blonde hair out of his eyes to face her.  He cupped her face with massive hands and kissed her impulsively.  Jamie began to push against his massive shoulders but lost.   
Instead her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to her face.  Zander’s mouth was moving smoothly over Jamie’s in order to capture the shape and texture of her lips against his.  She gasped alittle.  Zander saw the green light.  He slipped his tongue into her mouth.  She tasted wonderful.  Her tongue slowly began to slide against his.  Tasting him was just as delicious as his wonderful scent of apples and lavender.  
Jamie pulled apart from his lips.  She turned her face in order to catch her breath.  Once her breathing slowed, she faced him.  “Look, we need to stop this.  You’re leaving and I’m getting married.  So let’s not do anything we will regret.” 
Zander eased off her body.  “Jamie, I can’t leave you here knowing the kind of life that’s in store for you.” 
“Zander, there isn’t anything you or I can do to change it.” 
“What if I told you there was a way?  Would you leave?”  
Not giving a second thought, “Yes, I would.  It would pain me to leave my family and dishonor them but if it meant being free from this marriage and Farid…..then yes.” 
Zander knew that she was going to flip the hell out when he told her his idea.  But it was the only solution that he could come up with.  Zander guided Jamie to the couch.  She was going to want to sit down to hear his idea.  “Marry me Jamie.” 
Stunned like a deer in the headlights, “What?!? Excuse me…what did you just say to me?” 
“Marry me Jamie, here in Bahrain and then return with me back to America.” 
“You must be joking! That is your solution?” 
“Yes, it’s perfect.  I could get you a legal passport and visa papers in 48 hours.  I would prefer to marry you here in Bahrain legally so that your family cannot try to drag you back here from America.  Then in the states we will get married there to make it even more official.  So, what do you say?”  He stated in a matter of fact tone. 
“I think you’ve lost your damn mind.  I can’t marry you.  That’s lunacy.  All I am doing is trading one marriage for another.  The idea of freedom was to avoid getting married to Farid.” 
“And you will avoid marrying Farid by marrying me.” 
“Look, Zander I appreciate the offer but I can’t marry you.  First of all, I don’t love you.  Secondly, I refuse to dodge one prison only to enter into another.  Third, I have a job here.” 
“Jamie you wouldn’t be a prisoner.  In America, you would have freedom to come and go as you please.  You wouldn’t have to worry pleasing me all the time.  You could even work at a hospital in the states.  I’ll help you with the issue regarding your license.  Lastly, you won’t have to stay married to me for the rest of your life; just a few years, until you get your citizenship.  Then we could divorce and you can go anywhere you want.” 
“Zander, again I appreciate your offer but I must decline.  Even if I wanted to, what you propose is impossible.  I am watched every second in my home.  Plus who is going to marry us?  I need my father’s permission to marry.   
“No, Jamie this could work.  First of all, in Bahrain you’re of legal age at 21 so you won’t need your family’s permission to get married.  Next, we will go the American Embassy and get married there.  Do you think you could get your birth certificate?” 
“Zander, you’re talking about this like I have agreed to it.  I haven’t agreed to anything.   And no, I can’t get my birth certificate.  I have to go, the car service is waiting for me.”  She stood up from the couch. 
“Jamie, please I can’t leave you here.  After all you’ve done for me, this is the least I could do for you.” 
“Thank you Zander but I can’t.  It’s out of the question.” 
“Just 5 minutes ago, you said if there was a way you would leave.  Well I am giving you a way….a legal way to leave.  Now, you’re changing you mind.” 
“Zander, what you propose is lunacy.  I can’t marry you.  I’m gonna pretend we didn’t have this conversation.  Look, I am off tonight and will be back tomorrow for the night shift.  Will you come here say goodbye to me?” 
“I have to get back to my hotel room today to finish up some paperwork.  But, I want you think about what I said and give me your answer tomorrow night.  I’ll meet you here.” 
“My answer will stay the same.  I’ve got to go now.  I’ll see you in two days. Bye Zander.”  She headed up the steps in a hurry. 
Zander could only hope that Jamie would change her mind.  He had to convince her somehow to go with him to the states.  In truth, he didn’t believe he could leave her.  In all honesty, he didn’t want to leave her.  He couldn’t imagine leaving Bahrain without his savior. 
Jamie had to escape from Zander’s nagging voice that rattled in her brain.  She knew he had a point regarding her freedom but couldn’t bring herself to admit it.  Admitting he was right equated to admitting she felt something for him.  She didn’t want him to think he owed her anything.  She decided to wave off her car service insisting the driver depart in the black sedan as it rolled it’s way to a stop on the gravel road.  She was willing to suffer the consequences of her father later with his high pitched screams as she had experienced in the past.  She had to clear her head. 
She began to contemplate the possibility of leaving.  No way!  Even if she was watched like a hawk, 24/7.  How would she get a copy of her birth certificate?  How would she be able to leave the only home and family she has ever known even if they were suffocating her slowly?  How could she leave her job that she so loved? 
Jamie wandered into the marketplace.  She bought herself some breakfast at a local café and browsed through multiple vendors spying a new scarf or bracelet.  After about two hours, she caught a taxi home.  During the ride home, she was mentally preparing herself for her father’s wrath.  She paid the driver as he pulled up to her front door.  She slowly climbed the marble steps.  Before Jamie could open the wooden door, Badi jerked the wooden panel open with furry in his eyes. 
“Infidel!!! Where have you been?”  He screamed at her as took a giant stride forward. 
Jamie shrieked in fear and cowered to her father’s piercing vocal cords.  She brought up her lower gaze to her father’s.  As she lifted her face, her face made direct contact with Badi’s fist.  The stinging pain resonated under Jamie’s left eye and cheek.  She felt something crack.  The impact sent her whirling to the ground where Badi proceeded to kick his flesh and blood screaming profanities at her promising hell and death if she was fornicating with another man before he marriage ceremony took place. 
She was pleading with her father to stop beating her.  She swore she was still a virgin, still pure as snow, and was willing to undergo the examining ceremony early to prove her innocence.  After what seemed like an eternity, Badi refrained from beating his daughter.  Nabala and Huda stood in the background waiting for the menacing silence to end.  After a few minutes, they walked toward Jamie giving her assistance to stand and helped her make her way upstairs to her bedroom.  They offered no sympathy…no words of comfort.  Two blank slates of ice. 
Just as Jamie pushed the door handle open, half of her body collapsed onto the bed.  She felt the blood trickle down her face and the swelling of her limbs began to throb. 
“You brought this on yourself.  We will summon the doctor to attend to your wounds.  You will go to the examining ceremony in two days and will be married in four.  I pray to Allah you have not done anything stupid.  Until then you do not speak unless you’re spoken to and you’re not to leave this house without permission.”  Nabala flatly stated to her battered daughter and left the room. 
Jamie gasped to bring fresh air into her lungs.  It hurt to breathe.  At the moment, it hurt live.  She felt read to give up.  But something inside her….a voice…willed her to go on.  But how?  Jamie believed if she remained in Bahrain she would surely perish either by hands of her family or Fared.  At last….she would break free of her cage.  As she saw it, she had only once choice….Zander. 
Zander returned back to his hotel room just after Jamie ascended the stairs.  Before he left the basement, he mad sure to dispose of any trash or any sign that someone had been staying here.  He didn’t want Jamie to be linked to any of this sordid mess.  With a few remaining days in this desert, Zander had two goals to accomplish: 1) wrap up all necessary paperwork regarding his lab and 2) whisk Jamie far away from this well of unhappiness and pain.  He made up his mind or rather made up her mind for her.  He would take her away from all this even if it her kicking and screaming; he even considered drugging her as a last resort.  But he would rather Jamie leave with voluntarily.   
After a hot shower and two bottles of bloodwine, Zander felt vitality coursing though his veins.  He would need all his strength and wits to get through the next 48 hours….alive. 
The box fan blew air on his topless body.  It was too hot even to wear the thinnest of linens.  His massive 6’ 3’’ body was clad in a pair of boxers.  His golden blonde hair still damp was brushed back.  He pushed his silver thin, rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose as his aqua blue eyes scanned the computer screen.  His tanned skin glistened in the afternoon heat.  He sat at the small table and scrolling on his laptop searching for birth records. BINGO!!! 
Zander had just located Jamie’s birth certificate.  He printed out a copy of it and in the next swift moment grabbed his cellphone and dialed his contact at the American Embassy to make the necessary wedding arrangements. 
“American Embassy, Zalin Singh,”  his English accent beamed into the phone. 
“Zalin…Zander.” 
“Hold on.”  The line disconnected.  At the very next moment, Zander’s phone rang. 
“Zander here.” 
“You have 5 minutes before I must return.” 
“I need you to perform a marriage ceremony here in Al Manamah.” 
“Whose?” 
“Mine.” 
“What?”  Zalin needed to clear his throat.  He and Zander go way back and this was the first bit of news that stunned him.  “What are you talking about?” 
“You have less than 4 minutes.  This is an emergency.  I wouldn’t call unless I needed to.  I’m getting all the necessary documents for me and my ‘fiancé’ that word seemed to roll off Zander’s tongue with incredible ease which surprised him.  He never wanted to marry or settle down with any female that is until he met Jamie.  Everything was different now.  Her safety was his priority.  He gave him back his life, it was the least he could do for her. 
“Zander what kind of trouble are you in my friend?”  Zalin questioned. 
“None, but the girl I’m marrying is.” 
“What kind of trouble?” 
“The bad kind.”  It would be best if Zalin didn’t know all the details. 
“This is so unlike you Zander.  You’ve never been interested in anyone long term.” 
“Zalin, after you marry us, I need you to conceal the documents somehow.  I know with all your training in surveillance and cryptology you can do it.  Our names must never be available to anyone.  The only thing that should be allowed should anyone question or start to snoop is that Jamie has married an American.” 
“They why marry her here?”   
“Because she has a better chance of staying in the states and getting her green card sooner if all the legality begins here.” 
Suddenly, the truth hit Zalin square in the face.  “Hold a damn minute….  Is she a citizen of Bahrain?  She’s Muslim?” 
Zander breathed silence into the phone for a whopping 10 seconds before speaking.  “That’s right Zalin, two minutes now.” 
“I can’t do that Zander.  There’s no way to conceal this plus she needs her parent’s permission to marry.  And my guess is there’s no way they will grant it knowing their daughter is marrying an American.  I can’t get around that.  Plus, does she know about you…your origin…and what about mine…our world?” 
“No, I haven’t told her yet.  There’s no reason to tell her about us.  She never needs to find out.  It makes no difference.  Zalin, she’s 27 and doesn’t need their permission.  If I don’t get her out of here in the next 48 hours, she will die! The man she’s betrothed to will harm her in every way.   I won’t let that happen.” Zander refused to let it happen.  In his mind, life without Jamie was not possible.  It appeared that Zander had stumbled into the one situation where he never thought he would be…the bonding situation.  Ever protective instinct within him regarding her welfare was coming on like gangbusters. 
Now Zalin had never seen his friend this frantic.  They had been friends for several years now.  They met in London 75 years ago at a vampire convention.  Even in the early days vampires met at conventions.   
“My friend, I’m sorry to put you in this delicate position.  But you are the only one I can trust.  I cannot involve Morgan in this, he has no connections in this country.  I just have to get her out of Bahrain safely and legally then I have it covered from there.” 
“Zander I don’t think you realize what you’re asking, what you’re undertaking.  If her family gets wind of this… they will surely kill her, and even if you did escape with her, what makes you think they won’t follow her to the states and find her there and kill her or worse drag her back?” 
“That’s why I want to legally marry her here then get married over there.  Then I’ll immediately apply for her green card and citizenship through ICE.  Lucian who works for ICE owes me a huge favor and can get her paperwork pushed through.  30 seconds…will you help me? Will you help her?” 
Zalin was put in the worst situation ever….but he couldn’t turn his back on his friend.  “Alright Zander, you need to bring her here along with her birth certificate and all necessary documentation tonight.  Bring her to the embassy after 7pm and there I will marry the two of you.”   
“My friend, I owe you.” 
“You sure as hell do.  7pm don’t forget. Time to go.”  And with that the line disconnected. 
Zander flipped his phone shut and rubbed the bridge of nose where his frames rested.  He sighed in relief.  Getting Zalin to perform the ceremony was the easy part.  Getting Jamie to walk down the aisle with him now that would be the hard part…Suddenly, pain and fear overtook him.  He lurched forward and grabbed his chest.  Oh…no…Jamie. 
As the burning sun slipped into the west, Jamie’s aches and pains softened.  The doctor had been by to tend to her wounds where at that time he confirmed that her cheekbone had a hairline fracture.  He gave her some healing ointment for her cuts and instructed her to use ice packs to bring down her swelling. 
Despair crept over her features.  Now she was truly trapped.  She couldn’t leave her house under any circumstances.  So how would Zander find her?  She prayed to Allah for forgiveness for being “disobedient” and prayed for strength to endure her future with Farid. 
Zander sensed immediately the moment Jamie was injured.  He felt it in his bones, his blood warmed.  He stretched out on the bed in order to get his body to relax.  He couldn’t very well go off charging like some knight on a horse to Jamie especially since it was still daylight.  The physical aches began on first contact as he ended his call with Zalin.  That damn vampire bonding….Now he was saddling Jamie with this.  Initially, he only promised marriage for the minimum amount of time just until her status was made legal.  But he never thought he would bond to her.  Could he really walk away?  Was he willing to walk away and spare her the truth of his origin?  If it meant sparing her any future pain then….ABSOLUTELY. 
He would let her go….he couldn’t cause her any more harm than what she had been subjected to.  All he had to do was get her out of Bahrain with his secret intact.  And all would be right again…he could only pray. 
As the minutes slowly ticked by as the sun still hung low in the amber and purple sky, Zander’s restlessness had spiked to a 10.  By now, he could sense the despair Jamie was feeling.  What the hell was going with her?  What happened?  Zander thought his head would explode…he needed to calm down.  He conjured up peaceful thoughts like flowers in a meadow or the beach…but that didn’t work.  
 His thoughts created images of Jamie.  Her beautifully sculpted features plagued his synapses.  With each breath he took, he could smell her sweet smell of vanilla and cinnamon which only increased his arousal for her.  There was denying the impure thoughts he had of her.  He could imagine tasting her sweet nectar between her thighs.  Rolling his tongue over her skin.  Kissing that small space between her neck and shoulder.  He was completely mesmerized by this Middle Easter beauty.   
STOP! Zander commanded internally.  He would have to be strong.  Strong enough to resist the smallest of temptations.  Who was he kidding….not even a vampire could walk away from his mate forever.  It nearly killed Morgan being away from Lailani once he had bonded to her.  How was he going to do it?  The sun finally went down.  Darkness was bleeding into the sky.  Zander was ready to flash to her now.  Everything was in place…all she had to do was take the first step. 
As darkness fell, Zander flashed onto Jamie’s balcony outside of her bedroom.  Okay…so how was he going to explain how he found her…she would look for an explanation.  He had to consider all explanations later.  He raised his knuckles to the window pane and tapped lightly. 
Jamie stirred from her slumber to the sound of the knocking on her window.  She pushed the covers off her body and inched her way slowly to the window.  ‘What is that?  Must be a bird,’ she thought.  As she crept closer, she made out the outline of a huge frame.  The frame of a large man… 
“Who’s there?” 
“Jamie, it’s Zander.” 
Very confused, “Zander…”  She opened the balcony door shocked.  “What are doing here? How on earth did you find me?” 
“Jamie, I really don’t have time to explain.  Just know that I have come to take you away.” 
“Take me away?  Where to?”  She turned her face to side to face Zander as he entered her bedroom. 
“What the hell happened to you face?!”  Zander walked toward her and ran his thumb over her busted lip. 
Jamie winced on his contact.  “Nothing I didn’t deserve.” 
“Deserve?  Jamie are you crazy?!  You don’t deserve any of this!  Who did this to you?” 
“My father….I sent the car service away this morning and wandered around in the market place for a few hours before returning home.” 
“And that warranted your face being pummeled?” 
“My father thought I was fornicating with another man and since I am betrothed to Farid in 4 days, he was afraid that I dishonored the family, which I didn’t.  I begged him to stop hitting me and even told him I would undergo the examining ceremony early to prove my innocence but he wouldn’t listen.” 
“Oh, my God!”  Zander took a deep breathe at the sound of Jamie’s confession.  “What the hell is an examining ceremony?”  He could only imagine.   
Slightly embarrassed, Jamie started to explain.  “Well in my culture when a woman is betrothed to a man he wants to ensure she’s pure...”  she cleared her throat, “a virgin. Just before the marriage takes place.  Well I was willing to go at that very moment so that my father would know I was telling the truth.  I think deep down he knows I was telling truth.  He was just so angry.  Marriage to Farid means that our families have many financial opportunities.”  She looked down so ashamed. 
Zander’s blood was boiling beneath his skin.  Every bit of his bonding toward Jamie was itching to be set free.  He wanted to give her family and Farid a dose of their own medicine…vampire style. 
“I just can’t marry him.  I am suffocating…each day I feel I am dying a slow death.  I know I won’t make it as his wife.  He’s cruel and mean.  I just can’t take it anymore.”  Jamie began sobbing uncontrollably.  Everything was crashing down. 
Zander stole his arms around her in an effort to comfort her.  “Shhhh….Jamie it’s okay.  I am here now.  I am going to take care of you.  I will never hurt you the way your family and Farid has.  Please let me help you.  You have done so much for me.” 
Jamie looked up at Zander’s face.  His blond hair fell forward on the sides of his temple.  His scent of apples and lavender filled the room.  She didn’t want him to feel obligated to marry her in order to help her with her dilemma just because she lent him assistance.  “Zander, you were dying, how could I not help you?  Anyone would do the same thing especially if they have medical training.  You don’t owe me anything.” 
“Jamie, I don’t think you realize just how special you are.  I want to help you not just because I owe you for saving my life but…because it is the right thing to do.  You and I are friends.  Are we not?”  He couldn’t very well tell her the whole truth about the whole bonded- vampire thing. 
“Yes…I suppose so.  But that doesn’t mean marriage to someone else is my solution. 
“Look, Jamie I care about you.  And the thought of someone hurting you because you didn’t follow rule makes me want to stab something.  Marriage to me is only temporary.  After we marry here, then we will get married in the states and apply for your citizenship.  I have a contact at ICE who owes me a favor and can push your paperwork through.” 
“Whoa…wait a minute…you’ve thought about all this haven’t you?  You’ve had this planned out from the start?” 
“Yes.  The moment I saw your battered face in the basement.  I knew I had to get you out of here.  I could not leave you here in good faith knowing the life you’ve been condemned to.” 
“Zander, I don’t have my birth certificate or passport or any other legal documents.” 
“I have already taken care of that.  All you have to do is just walk out this door with me.”   
Too much too fast has happened in the last 10 minutes.  This was just what Jamie wanted.  Zander had showed up on his white horse to rescue her from hell.  Why was she resisting? 
“What do I tell my family?  What if they come looking for me?  What about Farid?” 
“Well the way I see it you don’t owe them shit!  But, you could write them letters if that will ease your conscience.  Frankly, I don’t believe they deserve a damn thing from you.” 
“Oh Allah!”  Jamie started sobbing again.  She cradled her face in her hands.  Once again, Zander wrapped his arms around her in order to comfort her.  Jamie’s face was stained with tears.  Her hair was loose in her face.  Zander brushed the hair out of her eyes to see those chestnut eyes and thick lashes underneath.   
Without warning, Jamie launched her lips onto Zander’s.  She needed him.  She slid her tongue into his mouth order to mingle with his.  Without hesitation, Zander responded to her needs.  He glided his tongue with hers tasting every corner of her mouth.  He cradled one hand behind her head where his fingers tangled in her hair bring her face closer to his.  His other wrapped pulled her tightly to his body.  Their lips began an erotic dance.   
Slowly, Jamie took three steps back until she bumped her mattress with the back of her calves.  She pulled Zander down to her bed not breaking the kiss.  His body hovered over hers, his embrace still tightly locked around her body.  Jamie began to breathe more frantic with each passing moment as the kissing lingered on.  Her arms snaked around Zander’s neck pulling him closer to her until his full weight her upon her.  She felt his erection rub again her inner thigh through his clothes.  The contact sent tingles down her spine right to her core.  Wetness was filling her. 
Zander became even more aroused as Jamie’s arousal increased.   He began to kiss her cheek and jawline and the inside of her neck.  He sucked her skin softly. One of his hands slid down to her breast and began to slowly massage the soft tissue.  To his surprise, Jamie’s nipple was taut and hardened he could feel it through the fabric of her bra and shirt.  He didn’t know how much longer he could remain in control of his faculties before being carried away by her lovely vanilla and cinnamon scent.  She was all the female he could ever desire and more. 
Jamie could felt the heat radiating off Zander’s body.  With each caress of his lips upon hers, her need for him increased.  She imagined her body between her thighs. Feeling his warm breath over her skin.  Him touching her in the most intimate way.  There was no more denying what she felt toward him.  She wanted him like no other man in her life.  And here he was offering her freedom to a new life. 
Before things go out of hand, Zander broke off the contact between their bodies.  Breathing and panting.  “Jamie, we need to get out of here in the next 10 minutes.  Pack some clothes and whatever you want to take with you.  And then write your letters.” 
“Zander what do I pack? Where are we going?” 
“Just pack whatever is of value to you.  Pictures, mementos, things that matter to you. Because once we leave there’s no turning back.  Then we’re going to the American Embassy where a friend of mine is waiting to marry us.” 
“Okay, give me a few minutes.  Wait a minute…how are we going to leave from the balcony?” 
“Leave that to me.  Just hurry.”  Zander stepped back onto the balcony and pushed the door closed.  He flashed down into the garden.  From there, they would leave from the back wall where there was a small opening. 
Jamie whirled around her room frantically.  Not trying to cause too much noise to warrant suspicion from her parents.  She grabbed a small suitcase where she packed a few pictures of her family, her Quran, her nursing diploma and license, a few clothes, some toiletries, some scarves, a broach her great grandmother gave her.   
She sat down at her desk and wrote two letters, the first to her family stating that she was sorry for hurting and dishonoring them but could no longer remain in the house hold and could not marry Farid citing his malcontent and evilness, and told them not to go looking for her.  Her second letter was to Farid stating she can’t marry him and he must find another who is worthy of him.  She hoped nobody would take him as a husband.  She left the letters on her nightstand and rose. 
Jamie looked at her small, packed bag then looked around the room.  Everything else in the room had no value to her.  She changed clothes and slipped into a pair of jeans, a tshirt and running shoes.  She peered toward the balcony whispering for Zander. 
“Come out to the ledge,” Zander commanded her. 
Jaime walked to the balcony and peered over to see Zander standing on the ground.  “What now?” 
“Drop your bag.  I’ll catch it.” 
“What…Zander it’s heavy! You might hurt yourself.” 
“Just do it Jamie.” 
Jamie did as he ordered and dropped her bag.  And with ease Zander caught it.  Now it was her turn…except she saw no rope or anything.  “Uh…Zander how am I supposed to get down?” 
“Jamie I want to climb on the ledge and inch your way down until you can’t hold on.  I’ll catch you.” 
“WHAT?! Have lost your mind?!  You’re crazy, I’ll end up hurting myself and worse hurting you.” 
“Jamie, please just trust me.  I will catch you.  You will not be harmed at all.  I give you my word.” 
For some reason, Jamie believed him.  Although, she thought he was nuts.  Nevertheless, she trusted him.  She climbed onto the balcony and slid her way down the ledge until her legs were dangling.  “Zander I can’t hold on much longer.” 
“Jamie just let go and don’t scream on your way down.” 
“Oh, Allah! Here we go!”  Jamie let go for and felt her body plummet.  At the next second, Zander caught her in his massive arms just as he promised. How did he do that?  How did he move so fast? 
“Gotcha!  See…not a scratch.”  He smiled lightly at her hoping to soften her anxiety. 
Jamie smiled back hoping to hide her embarrassment.  “You can put me down now.” 
Zander released her slowly until her feet touched the ground.  He hugged her and kissed her forehead.  “Do you know how brave you are?” He whispered into her hair. 
“Brave?  I feel like a coward.  I am running away from my problems.” 
Zander placed his hands on her shoulders and took a step back.  “I see no coward here.  I see a courageous woman taking control of her life against all odds.  I see a woman full of compassion and kindness that would make Mother Theresa jealous.  I see a beautiful woman full of so much promise and vitality.  That’s what I see.  Need I go on?” 
Jamie was lost for words.  She could see how easy life could be with Zander.  She actually looked to her future with hope no longer despair and it was all because of him. 
“We better get out here before we’re caught.”  They tiptoed through the garden so that they didn’t alert any of the household.  They came to the small opening in the wall and slipped through it.  From there, Jamie and Zander stepped onto the dirt road and rounded the corner where Zander had a car waiting for them.   
They scrambled into the car hoping the night would shield them from arousing suspicion.  Once in the car, Zander turned over the ignition and drove them away.  They drove in silence down the street toward the American Embassy. 
“So who is marrying us?”  Jamie broke the silence. 
“My longtime friend, Zalin.  I meant him years ago in London.  He comes from a family diplomats.  He supported my cause for the use of synthetic blood in many of the hospitals in Europe during the infancy stages of this project.  He’s a good friend and he owes me.” 
“It would seem you know many people who owe some sort of favor.  Why is it that I don’t?” 
“You my dear don’t owe a thing.  You saved my life.  It is I who owe you everything.” 
“When will we go to the states?  Will it be hard for me to board the plane?”   
“We will leave the day after tomorrow.  I’ve already booked two tickets under my name.  There shouldn’t be any difficulty. Your passport is legal and is all your necessary paperwork.”  He stared ahead toward the capital. 
“I have to admit, I am scared.” 
“Nothing to be scared of.  You will love the states.  Plus, you get to meet my very best friend, Morgan and his wife Lailani.  They’ll love you.  And I think you’ll love them.” 
“They have no idea that I am bringing you back with me.  They are going to have a cow. But, Morgan will be happy that I won’t be stealing his morning paper before he gets a chance to read it.” 
“Will we be staying with them?” 
“Heavens no.  I have my own home not too far from theirs.  I go there almost every morning to have coffee and chat a bit with them.  Mostly, they’re better company than my fish.  Besides their newlyweds and really enjoy being alone…know what I mean.” 
Oh she knew exactly what he meant.  Oh shit!  It just dawned her that she was about to be a newlywed.  Would Zander expect her to behave as a wife should on their wedding night?  Oh Allah save her again!   
Finally, the car came to screeching stop in front of the embassy doors. Zander retrieved his luggage and Jamie’s bag.  They climbed the steps to the double doors where an armed security guard manned his post.  They entered the building and made their way to the elevator and went to the 17th floor.  As the exited the elevator, a tall man was waiting at the end of the hall.   
In a thick English accent, “7pm on the dot.  I always loved your punctuality Zander.” The Indian vampire extended his hand to shake Zander’s. 
“It has been too long my friend.”  He shook his hand and clasped his arm to his friend’s shoulder. 
“I never thought I’d see the day when Zander Kent would get hitched.” He smiled with such glee. 
“I know…Morgan doesn’t know yet. He’ll be even more shocked than you were.  Oh, let me introduce you.”  Zander motioned for Jamie to step forward. 
“Zalin Singh.”  He extended his hand to hers. 
“Jamilah Abaza Madani.  Please call me Jamie.” She grasped his hand and shook it. 
“What a beautiful name.  It seems that I must thank you for making an honest man out of my friend here by saving him from eternal bachelorhood.”  He smiled at her. 
“Thank you.  But it is your friend here who has saved me.”  She smiled back at him. 
“Well, let me go get all the necessary paperwork you two must sign.  And we shall begin in 30 minutes.”  Zalin disappeared behind closed doors. 
“Jamie, would you like a few minutes to get ready before he comes back?” 
“Uh…yes.  That would be most appreciated.” 
“Go to the end of the hall, there’s a room for you.  I’ll see you in a few minutes. I’ll be here waiting for you.”  He handed her bag. 
Jamie walked into the room at the end of the hall and noticed it was a huge powder adorned in beautiful artwork and chaise lounge in the corner.  Across the chaise, there was a garment bag with a card pinned on it.  Jamie sat her bag down and lifted up the card to read it. 
“Jamie, every bride should have a special dress on her wedding day.  I hope you don’t mind what I picked out with the limited time I had.  It seemed to suit your grace and beauty.  Zander.” 
Jamie opened the bag and pulled the beautiful fabric from the plastic bag.  The dress was beautiful.  It was snowy white and chiffon dress that came just past her knees with spaghetti straps.  At the bottom of garment bag, where a pair of open toe sandal heels.  Jamie’s heart filled with such happiness.  Never would she have imagined being married in such a lovely dress on today.  Such a wonderful present from her soon to be husband.   
Jamie stripped out her clothes and hopped into the shower.  She dressed quickly.  She wrapped the only white scarf she packed around her hair.  She thought about applying makeup to cover up her bruise and scratches but decided against it.  She gave herself a look over in the mirror.  As she stared at her reflection, she felt something was off.  She couldn’t put her finger on it.   
When she stepped closer, she realized it was her scarf.  She studied the material wrapped so tightly around her neck.  Jamie decided that today was the beginning her new life and with that comes change.  She unwrapped the scarf from her head and let her brown waves fall free.  She finger combed the damp waves until she was satisfied.  She slipped into her shoes and exited the powder room. 
As she closed the door and looked, there was Zander in a handsome, three piece suit waiting for her at the end of the hall.  Her gait was eager.  As she approached him, she noticed one of his hands was behind his back.  As her feet hit carpet, his hand pivoted around a bouquet of cascading flowers.  Jamie’s face lit up like the sun.  Tears started well in the corner of her eyes.  Zander leaned in toward, “every bride should have a flowers on her wedding day.” 
“Oh, they’re beautiful.  I thought I would wear makeup to cover…” Zander cut her off. 
“You’re beautiful without it.” 
“When did you have time to do all this?”  She accepted the floral arrangement from him. 
“Here and there.  It wasn’t easy.  I just wanted to give some semblance of normalcy and happiness to you tonight.” 
“Zander, words cannot even express the gratitude and happiness that you have given me.  I don’t….” Jamie became lost for words. 
“Jamie don’t cry.” He lifted her chin so that their eyes met.  “Today is new day for both of us.  Now no more tears,” he kissed her cheek. 
Just then Zalin appeared with a stack full of papers.  “Well my, my… you’re absolutely breathtaking my dear.  And you clean up nicely my friend.  Well let’s get this show on the road.”  They signed all the necessary documents to legalize their marriage in Bahrain.  Zalin stamped all documents showing approval. When it came time to her passport, Jamie noticed that her name did not read ‘Jamilah’ but rather ‘Jamie Kent.’  She stared at her new name for a brief moment. 
“Jamie…something wrong?” Zalin questioned. 
She shook her head with a smile.  “Nope, just like the sound of my new name. Jamie Kent.” 
“It suits you, my dear.” Zalin uttered. 
Zander turned toward her.  “I hope it was okay that I didn’t use Jamilah.  I don’t want to leave any trace of you coming to the embassy and getting married.” 
“Zander it’s okay.  Jamilah Abaza Madani is now reborn as Jamie Kent.  I am looking forward not backward.” 
“You’re amazing.  You know that.”  Zander smiled big. 
“As are you.” 
“Okay, let’s get you two married.” Zalin began holding his officiant’s book.  The marriage ceremony began.  After the initial introductions began, Zander and Jamie recited their vows.  Subsequently, Zander placed a platinum band around her left ring finger.  The band glistened with elegance.  Zalin handed Jamie a thick platinum band.  As she held his hand, the band slipped on with ease.  Jamie looked up and saw Zander smiling. 
“I now pronounce husband and wife.  You may kiss your bride.”  Zalin announced. 
Jamie faced Zander and looked into those aqua blue eyes of his. She could get lost into that sea of tranquility.  Zander lifted her chin up to his face and placed a feather light kiss on her lips.  It was sweet and languid.  The moment was perfect. 
After the ceremony, Zander took Jamie to dinner at a restaurant inside the embassy. Going out to a local restaurant may a draw attention which was something he wanted to avoid.  They were not out of the woods just yet.  They remained quiet throughout their meal.  But with each passing moment, Zander’s anxiety peaked  higher and higher on the Richter scale.  He needed to keep himself in check since the last thing he wanted to do was alarm Jamie.  He prayed that she didn’t think because they were man and wife; she had to oblige him “wifely” duties.  But God help him, he wanted her. 
Jamie’s nervousness overrode every other emotion rolling around in her body especially regarding the “wedding night.”  She and Zander had shared some passion moments together.  She sensed his arousal for her but could he detect hers?  She decided that she would try and be the kind of wife Zander deserved if only to make him happy.  Hell, he sacrificed his own freedom when he married her. 
Thankfully, Zalin made preparations for the newlyweds to stay in one of the corporate apartments inside the embassy.  He had their bags brought to their room before departing for his home. 
The ride on the elevator was silent.  “How was your dinner?”  Zander finally broke it. 
“Oh…fine,” Jamie was jarred from her daze. 
“You haven’t said much these last few hours.  Regrets?” 
“Oh…no.  Sorry Zander. A lot has happened in the last couple hours but with all the chaos going on, marrying you tonight is something I will never regret.” 
Zander thought to himself ‘if she only knew the whole truth.’  They exited the elevator and approached the apartment door.  Zander fished the key out of his pocket and opened the door.  Once inside, the silence resumed. 
“Have a look around.” Zander walked toward the bar and poured himself a drink. 
“Okay.”  Jamie meandered around the living room and then down the hall.  She noticed one door at the end of the hall. ‘Must be the bedroom.’  She pushed the door open.  Her steps became slower as she entered the room which revealed a massive 4 poster king size bed.  The room was beautiful adorned in artwork and a large red Oriental rug laid in front of an already cracking fire. 
Zander walked up behind Jamie then stepped to her side.  “Well you should probably get some sleep.”   He threw back the clear liquid in the glass with one gulp.  “I’ll crash on the couch.” 
Without missing a beat, “Nonsense.  This bed is big enough to sleep 6.  We can share the bed.” 
Okay…..maybe not a good idea.  Bloodlust was a thing vampires couldn’t escape from and being close to Jamie…in a bed…may ignite it.   
“Are you sure?” 
Was she sure?  “Of course, I am. 
“Okay, well I need to sign some documents regarding the lab and then I’ll turn in.  You should go ahead and get some sleep.  I’ll make sure not to disturb you.”  He left her side without saying another word. 
Jamie stalked into the bathroom to undress and change into a white linen night gown she packed.  “Zander…” she hollered his name. 
Zander followed her voice back to the bathroom.  He stood in the doorway.  His eyes narrowed onto her as she struggled to unzip her dress.   
Jamie looked up and noticed him staring at her.  “Would you mind?  The zipper is stuck.”  He arms dropped to her sides. 
Zander’s blue eyes focused on the tiny zipper.  He stepped closer behind her and raised his fingers onto the soft material to loosen the snag.  His eyes caught glimpse of the olive tone in her skin at the back of her neck and down her spine when she swept her hair up.  That wonderful scent of hers filled his nostrils.  Did she know how much she was tempting him?  His fingers brushed lightly against her. 
“There.  No more snags.”  He dropped his hands into his pockets. 
She looked up at him and hoped he would kiss her.  “Thank you.” 
He stepped away from her body.  “Well, I’m gonna finish up my paperwork.  Good night Jamie.”  Oh God!  He had to get away from her.   He exited the bathroom quickly. 
Jamie changed into her night gown.  She crawled into the massive bed.  The sheets were clean and crisp against her skin.  She imagined Zander lying there next to her.  The feel of his warm body cradling her.  Now, she felt a flush of warmth travel over her body.  Wetness gathered at her core. 
She wanted Zander.  Wanted him to be her first.  Her first everything.  Hopefully her last…Oh no!  Her last?  Had she begun to fall for him?  Or were her feelings only motivated by lust?  Sleep eluded her as these questioned swirled around her brain.  She was restless…tossing and turning.  She rose from the bed and walked in front of the fire place.  She stared at the burning, orange embers and listened to the crackles as the fire breathed life.  Fascinated by the flames, she sunk to the carpet and draped her head on her forearm and leaned onto the ottoman. 
Exhaustion must have finally caught up with Jamie.  Within a few minutes, she slipped into a peaceful slumber.  A short while later, Zander quietly entered the bedroom.  He threw his jacket over a chair and loosened his tie.  As he pulled the fabric from his neck, he noticed the bed was empty.  He searched the room and found his bride asleep on the ottoman in front of the dying fire.  Had she waited up for him? 
Zander scooped up Jamie in his arms.  Her head lolled onto his shoulder as she let out a contented sigh.  He laid her back on the mattress and pulled the duvet up to her torso.  He brushed her hair from her face so he could see her beautiful features.  One of his fingers caressed her cheek. 
Jamie stirred at the feel of his touch.  Her eyes fluttered open.  “Hi,” she said sweetly. 
“Hi, sorry I woke you.  Go back to sleep.”  He uttered. 
“I waited up for you.  I guess I must have fallen asleep.” 
Zander stroked the side of her cheek.  “Sssshhhh…..sleep now.”  He whispered. 
At the next moment, Jamie leaned into his caress.  She brushed her lips against his palm.  She sat up on her knees to meet Zander eye to eye.  She pulled off his silver glasses and sat them on the night stand. She placed one hand in the opening of his shirt where she could see his muscled chest.  She leaned in closer to him and inhaled his wonderful scent. 
“Jamie….what are you doing?” 
In a low whisper, “Don’t you know….?”  Silenced lingered for half a second.  “I want to be with my husband.”  She leaned forward and pressed soft kisses to his jawline and his neck.  Her fingers threaded through the blonde hair around his temples.  She hoped he liked what she was doing as she was not skilled in the art of seduction. 
Zander put his hands on her shoulders and took a step back.  “Jamie, you’re not obligated to be with me.  You can stop.” 
“Well, we are married…” 
“Yes, but in name only.  You don’t have to fear that I’m going to expect you to lay with me.” 
Okay…now Jamie was getting agitated.  She slinked back onto her heels.  “Zander, I don’t feel obligated.  I want…” He cut her off. 
“Listen, I am very tired.  How about we revisit this topic another time?”  He walked away from her and into the bathroom.  When he returned in a pair of pj bottoms, he noticed Jamie left the bed.  His eyes scanned the room and found her staring out a window at the moon.  Even in moonlight, she was beautiful he thought.  God, he wanted her.  But he reminded himself that he wasn’t free to have her. 
He ran his hand through his blonde locks.  He wasn’t sure what to say to her as he sensed the change in her mood.  His experience with females was limited.  He never had a long term relationship before.  He wasn’t sure of all the right things to say.  His inexperience made him feel like shit.  But now he was a bonded male…a bonded, vampire male.  He had to try.  He approached her from behind and whispered her name softly. 
“Jamie…Jamie, I…” She interrupted him. 
“It’s fine Zander.”  She said sternly.  She couldn’t look at him as she fought back her tears. 
“No, it’s not fine.  You’re upset.” 
“It’s nothing you have to concern yourself with.” 
 
 
 
 
“Yes, I do.  We’re friends.  I care about you.  You’re my wife.” 
“In name only.”  She quoted him. 
“Jamie, I’m sorry.  I only wanted to reassure that you don’t have to worry about me having expectations of you as if I was Farid.  I just want you to be happy.  But most of all, I want you to have your freedom and independence.  Your right to choose.”  His hands rested on her shoulders. 
Jamie turned her body half way around to face him.  “When I look at you, I DON’T see Farid.  Marrying you was ultimately my choice.  I could’ve remained in my home and betrothed to Farid.  But I chose another path.  I chose you.”  Tears quietly rolled down her face. 
With his thumbs, Zander wiped Jamie’s tears.  Last thing he wanted to do was make her cry.  Jamie was now facing him as he caressed her cheeks in order to catch her fresh tears.   
“Oh, Zander…”  she snaked her arms around his neck and clung to him as if he was her only life line. 
Her mouth sought his and found it instantly.  His supple lips were soft against hers.  They seemed to mold perfectly with hers.  He couldn’t deny her anymore.  He couldn’t deny himself anymore.  His arms quickly transferred to her waist pulling her closer to his rippled body.  Her skin was on fire.  She was aroused for him from head to toe.  As their lips moved in an erotic dance, Jamie moaned and gasped.  Zander slid his tongue into her mouth.  She needed no encouragement to submit to his kissing.  Tasting and sampling along every crevice.  Their breathing became more erratic.   
Zander lifted Jamie into his arms bride style and carried her to the bed.  Jamie didn’t register being carried until her head hit the pillow.  Zander stretched out beside her. 
“Look, Jamie…we don’t have to do anything tonight.  We can wait.” 
“Zander, tonight is perfect. I don’t want to wait.” 
“Jamie…you do realize that…I…uh…” now he seemed embarrassed.  “I’m not a virgin...right?” 
“Yes, I gathered that.  But that doesn’t matter to me.” 
“But…you are….and I don’t want us to rush into anything.” 
“Zander…all my life I’ve been taught to wait until you’re married.  But what I always hoped for was that when I lost my virginity it would be to someone…” she wanted to say loved but chickened out, “to someone special.  This is something that I want to share with you Zander. And you alone.” 
“Jamie you really don’t know what you’re asking of me.”  In truth, she really didn’t.  She had no clue of his origin or that the fact that he had already bonded to her.  He felt like a monster taking something so innocent and so pure from someone like Jamie.  Ohhhhh….but he wanted her.  Wanted to be her first.  Wanted to be the first of many firsts.   
“Zander what is it?”  She noticed a change in his muscles as they became rigid.  “Look, if you don’t want to be with me then tell me.  I didn’t mean to throw myself at you.  You must think I’m pretty desperate.”  She motioned to get up only to find herself shoved back down into the mattress. 
“What makes you think I don’t want to be with you?” 
“Well you’re not really saying much and the lack of passion seems to be a good indicator.” 
“Jamie, I have wanted to be with you from the first moment I met you.  I want you so much that it drives me crazy.  How can you think yourself as desperate?  If anything, I’m the asshole to let you think that about yourself.” 
“Spare me, Zander.  If you’re not into being with me, then just say so.  You don’t have to go out spouting platitudes for my sake.  Let me up.”  She struggled against his hold. 
Instead of acquiescing to her demand, Zander covered his mouth on hers.  He would prove to her how much he wanted her.  He pinned her body underneath his.  His hands tangled in her brown waves.  His tongue explored her mouth.  His arousal for her heightened.  His shaft growing hard and thick.  He wanted to bury himself within her.  Pounding and thrusting with all his might.  He wanted her screaming his name as she climaxed.  It seemed they were on their way.  
Jamie’s fingers ran along Zander’s muscled back.  Scoring his skin with her nails.  Each kiss Zander pressed into her flesh was like bolts of lightning firing all over her body.   
Zander hitched one of her legs to his hip.  Her night gown slid down her thigh.  Zander’s hand caressed the outside of her thigh.  She shuddered underneath his sensual touch.  His hand slid to the inside of her thigh so close to the apex between her thighs where her arousal was burning.  His hand felt the heat radiating from her core.  He noticed she wasn’t wearing any panties.  One long finger stroked the outside of her pussy.  She was sopping wet with honey. 
Zander stroked her softest of skin feeling every inch of her swollen flesh, he then slipped one finger inside her.  He growled against her lips.  ‘She was so tight and wet for him,’ he thought.  With his thumb he rubbed her clit slowly.  
Jamie panted and moaned his name.  “Zander….Oh…Zander…” 
Zander couldn’t fight it much more.  He had to know what she tasted like.  He tore lips away from her neck.  His hands pushed up her nightgown over her head until she was completely naked.  His hands massaged her breasts as his lips travelled between the valley of her breasts, down her stomach to her navel. 
Jamie’s body froze.  As much as she wanted Zander, she was scared.  She had no idea what to do during this intimate encounter. 
Zander looked up at her.  “Are you okay?” 
“Yeah, just alittle nervous.  I guess.” 
“Jamie, if you’re uncomfortable with anything I do, all you have to do is say so and I’ll stop.  Right now, I’m dying to taste you.  To touch you.  Will you let me?” 
Jamie resigned to him. She craved him like an addict craved coke.  “Okay.” 
Zander’s broad shoulders pushed her thighs apart until he was in full view of her.  Zander’s eyes widened, he felt his fangs slightly elongate.  God, she was beautiful.  Her core was glistening.  He waited until he gathered his mental composure so that his fangs would retract.  Once he felt them recede, he took a deep breath and approached paradise. 
His tongue rolled on the outside of her pussy then in between her slit.  Jamie quivered and jumped at the slick contact.  God, it felt so good.  With each sweep of his tongue, Jamie’s hips bucked.  Finally, Zander delved his tongue deeper into her.  Rolling and swirling.  Lapping and licking all over her.  His ministrations descended upon her clit.  He sucked her.  His warm breath meshed with her honey.  She was on fire. 
Jamie’s moans came in fast, short breaths.  “Oh, Zander…Zander…I…” 
“I’m here Jamie.  Just let yourself go.  Come for me.  I want to taste you sweet honey down my throat.”  Zander went back to the erotic work on Jamie’s core.   
“Oh, Zander…I’m…I feel…” 
“Just let go Jamie.”  He said against her core. 
A swell of energy erupted from within Jamie.  Her climax was so intense and powerful she believed the Earth shook.  Zander helped her ride out the waves of ecstasy.  “Oh, Zander, Zander…yes, yes!” 
The sound of her raspy voice saying his name while she orgasmed was the best sound Zander heard.  Now, Zander’s shaft was hard as steel and ready to explode in Jamie.  His thumbs hooked around the waistband of his pj bottoms and dropped to the floor.  He prowled his way back up to her body.  His hips spread her thighs wide.  His hard shaft rubbed her inner thigh. 
‘Okay now was not the time to show fear,’ she thought as Zander hovered over her body allowing her to become comfortable with his weight resting on her.  “Jamie, are you sure?” 
“Yes,” she whispered. 
“Okay, try to relax as much as you can.”  She nodded.  Zander shifted his body until the head of his cock was at her entrance of her satin cave.  He slowly entered into her heat and wetness.  God, she was tight.  Zander felt Jamie tense up at the contact.  He looked down at her. 
“Hey, I’m here.  It’s okay.  I’ll be as gentle as I can be.” 
The gentility in his voice soothed Jamie.  She wanted to share this experience with him and in doing so he wanted to cause the least amount of pain as possible.  He continued to inch his way in.  Would all of him fit?  Jamie wondered.  At last, they came to her special band of tissue. 
“Jamie, we can stop if you…” 
“Sshhhh…..” she quieted him as her lips met his.  “I want to feel you inside me,” she said against his mouth. 
In one fluid stroke, Zander drew his hips back and slid forward breaking that band of tissue.  As his shaft surged through Jamie, he kept his lips on hers so she didn’t think about the pain. 
Jamie was trying to relax her internal muscles to accommodate all of Zander.  She winced.  He was huge.  How he managed to fit she’d never now, but she took him from base to tip.  He didn’t move so that she could get accustomed to his invasion.  She pushed his lower back into her pelvis signaling she was okay.  The rocking to and fro sensation began. 
“Oh, Jamie…Jamie…” Zander moaned into the hollow of her neck.  His arms propped on the sides of her body.  With each thrust, Jamie ran her hands along the expanse of his shoulders and back pushing him deeper, opening her legs wider to give him greater access to her.  Although there was pain, there was immense pleasure. 
“Jamie, you feel so good.  You’re so tight and a beautiful around me.”  Zander moaned each time he plunged into her.   
“Zander, Oh…Zander…” she uttered. 
Jamie could feel the build of energy in her stomach as she did earlier.  Zander rocking against her hips was the most erotically, delicious sensation she ever experienced in her life.  “Zander…Zander…I’m…” 
“Jamie, I’m so close to coming.  Oh, God yes!” 
“Zander!”  Jamie exploded at the next thrust he gave her.  She came in multiple waves. 
Zander shortly followed her.  Shooting hot liquid inside her.  He growled as he released in her.  Their breathing now erratic and ragged. 
As they returned back to Earth, Zander raised his head and looked down at Jamie.  “Hi.”  He smiled seductively at her.  He kissed her temple.  “Are you okay?  Did I hurt you?” 
Jamie smiled lazily at Zander.  “Zander, I’m wonderful.  It was perfect.”  And it was…it truly was. 
The piercing screams echoed through the whole house and reverberated among the columns. Badi and Nabala had just read their daughter’s farewell letter.  Badi cursed his daughter’s name for her dishonor and embarrassment.  Nabala fell to her knees crying and praying to Allah that this was some mistake.  How could Jamilah do this to them?  They figured she must have been fornicating with another man, why else would she leave?  They made a series of phones, first to the hospital to see if she was there, and of course she wasn’t.  Then, a call was placed to the police.  If she was in the capital, she was to be detained and returned home.  And the last call was to Farid. 
Like Jamilah’s parents, Farid would be livid.  Jamilah’s parents would beg for forgiveness for their daughter’s dishonor.  They didn’t believe anything she wrote describing Farid as a wicked human being.  Boy, did he have them fooled.  Badi curried Jamilah’s latter to Farid to his home. He saw red and felt rage after he read the contents of the letter.  He was determined to find her no matter what.  No woman rejected him.  He would make her pay for her.  And if she was with another…he vowed to make them both pay…even if it meant with their lives. 
Beams of sunlight burst into the room.  Jamie felt the warmth of Zander’s body nestled against hers.  She looked down and saw she was naked! And so was Zander!  His arms wrapped around her waist. She rubbed her eyes rapidly in an effort to focus on the digital clock on the night stand.  7:21 a.m.!  She took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of lavender and apples.  Zander nuzzled his face between the crook of her neck and shoulder.   
“Hi,” he said sleepily. 
“Morning.” 
“How did you sleep?” 
“Very well, thank you.” 
“Not too sore I hope…” 
“Sore in that good kind of way.”  She turned her head slightly to kiss his nose. “Well, I should get up and shower.”  She moved her legs out from under the sheets only to be jerked back. 
“Not so fast.”  Zander said playfully.   
“What?  I really should take a shower.” 
“I want to hold you a little longer, if that’s okay?”  
Jamie slid back into Zander’s embrace.  He needed her.  Wanted her to stay.  She liked this.  Zander let out a contented sigh.  It looked like the vampire who wanted no female company was becoming a total sap over his female…his wife.  All the stuff he spouted off to Morgan about  having no interest in females well…was horseshit!  He now finally understood what it meant to be bonded to someone who you would move mountains for and would give your dying breath to.  He was falling in love. 
A short while passed, Zander finally spoke.  “Would you like to travel anywhere in Europe?”   
“I thought we had to get back to the states so we could marry.”  
“We can spare a few days.” 
“Well, I’ve always wanted to visit Paris.” 
“Then Paris it is.  Our flight departs at 11am. I need to let the pilot know we’re stopping off in Paris first.” 
Now, Jamie was confused.  “What do you mean you’re going to tell the pilot to stop in Paris?  People don’t just tell pilots to stop.” 
“Well when they are in your employment they do.”  He chuckled at her. 
“Oh my.”  Jamie just realized that Zander must be worth millions due to his synthetic blood creation and all his labs around the world. 
Zander reached for his cellphone on the nightstand and made the necessary arrangements.  The apartment phone on the nightstand rang.  Jamie picked up the extension. “Hello.” 
“Good morning my dear.  How about some breakfast?”  Zalin’s voice boomed into the receiver.  “Zander has a standing order this morning.” 
“Um…sure.  Whatever he ordered is fine with me.” 
“Waffles with fresh crème and cut fruit it is.”  The line disconnected. 
Zander closed his cellphone.  “Who was that?” 
“Zalin, he’s sending up breakfast.  He said that you have a standing order not quite sure what that means.”  Her arms flopped on the covers. 
“You see Zalin knows that whenever I’m in town my favorite breakfast is waffles with fresh crème and fruit.  He always manages to find it no matter where we are.” 
“Does have a standing order when he comes to see you?” 
“Yes, Belgium chocolate.  He has a wicked sweet tooth.” 
“Well breakfast will be arriving soon, so I think freshen up.”  She left the bed and walked into the bathroom.  She flipped the light and shower on.  She brushed her teeth and then slipped underneath the warm spray.  She craned her neck against the water to soothe her sore muscles. 
Big hands pushed aside her wet hair.  She turned half way to see Zander behind her.  She eyed ropes of chiseled muscle across his arms and chest.  She was getting aroused just staring at his body.  Those cool, aqua eyes meeting warm, chestnut ones. 
“I thought you could use some assistance.”  He smiled that sexy smile of his.  His head lowered to her ear and growled when he smelled her scent.  “Is it wrong for me to want you again?  In here?” 
Never had Jamie found making love in the shower to be erotic but there it was.  And she wanted what he tempted her with.  “Not at all.”  She completely turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.  Zander hoisted the backs of her thighs up.  He gripped her ass tightly in his palms.  Her legs locking themselves around his hips. 
“I want to feel you riding me against the tile.” He purred into her mouth.  His rock hard cock impaled her in one thrust.  Jamie sighed.  Zander remembering that intimacy was new to her.  “Are you okay?” 
“Yes…”she dragged out the word.   
Zander turned them around until Jamie’s back met the warm tile.  Water spraying everywhere as their erotic tangle began.  Slowly pumping into her.  Zander wanted to feel every inch of Jamie.  He wanted her to enjoy his body just as much as he adored hers. 
“Oh Zander!”  She said his name against their kiss. 
“Fuck! Yes!”  Zander cursed out as his cock was becoming drenched with her slick passion. 
There was a knock on their front door.   Should have put up the infamous ‘Do not disturb’ sign.  Then a familiar voice echoed.  “Breakfast is served for the newlyweds.” Zalin shouted out.  Except he didn’t find them in the dining or the living room as he sat the trays on the dining room table.  Zalin overheard loud moans and panting coming from the back of the apartment which was cue for him to make a beeline to the exit.  “Yeah okay guys…I’ll just…sorry about that.  Call when you’re…okay…yeah.”  He exited the room in quick haste as the moans became louder. 
Zander toweled off Jamie.  Her skin was rosy and her hair in tangles.  She never looked more tempting.  Zander wrapped a towel around his waist and headed toward the kitchen.  As he rounded the corner, he noticed the breakfast trays on the counter.  Zalin must have stopped by when they were…occupied.   
Jamie came out the bed room in a white blouse and blue jeans.  “Ooooo…I’m starving,” she smelled the waffles. 
“Well breakfast is served my lady.”  He motioned for her to sit down as he pulled out the velvet chair.  Zander poured some fresh coffee and began to read the paper while Jamie ate. 
Zander’s cell phone rang in the back.  Since he was still reading, Jamie started to get up from her chair.  “No, no. You finish eating.  I’ll get the phone.  I’m done.”  She nodded and sat back down.  He strolled to the bedroom to retrieve it. 
“Hello…” 
“You have to go NOW!”  It was Zalin. 
“What are you talking about it?”   
“That guy Jamie was betrothed to got wind that she was here and is on his way to collect her.  I can only stall for him for so long especially the security cameras.” 
By now, Zander had thrown on some clothes with lightning speed and gathered all his documents.  “How did Farid find her?” 
“One of my contacts in the capital had informed me this morning that a man in his district was irate about his betrothed had left him and was at the embassy.” 
“Dammit! How did he specifically know it was Jamie here? 
“Last night after you both retired to the apartment, a security guard was sneaking around on the 17th floor.  One of my men caught him and told him he needed to return to his post.  Once I got this morning’s reports, I became curious and did some investigating of my own.  That security guard who was sneaking around, was also posted outside of the embassy when you guys first arrived is Farid’s cousin.  Apparently, he lives with Farid.  When his shift ended and went home, he found his cousin livid.  He must have recognized Jamie but couldn’t place her. At least this is what I’m deducing based on what my intel says and what my contact shared with me.  You have to hurry Zander!  I’ll call you back.”  The line disconnected. 
“Jamie!...Jamie!” He hollered. 
Jamie dashed into the bed room, “What’s wrong?” 
“Farid knows you’re here.  We have to go now.  Make sure you get all your things together.” 
“How did he find me?” 
“Apparently his cousin works as a security guard here and recognized you.  He informed Farid he thought he saw you here when he went home.  He lives with Farid.” 
Not wanting to endanger Zander anymore, “Zander, maybe you should…”  He didn’t allow her to finish the sentence.  He walked over to her and cupped her face with his hands. 
“Out of the question.  Don’t ever say that again.  You are my wife and your safely is everything to me.  Understand?”  She nodded in agreement and he kissed her forehead.  “Hurry.” 
Jamie packed all her belongings.  She stripped the linens off the bed and disposed of them.  She was not wanting to leave any evidence of their intimacy. 
Zander’s cell phone rang.  “Yeah?” 
“I have a car going to the airport in 5 minutes.” 
“Thank you my friend. What about the guard?” 
“He’s been detained and his memory of seeing Jamie will be erased. Only Farid knows and when we get him, we’ll erase his memory too.  Once you exit the apartment go down the hall until it dead ends to elevator.  Take it to the basement.  The car is waiting in the alley.” 
“I will my friend.  Thank you for the warning.” 
“I don’t have to tell you to be safe.  Even vampire organs can suffer damage from bullets.” 
“I know.  Be well Zalin.”  The line disconnected. 
Zander called his pilot and alerted him to the situation and told him to have plane ready in 30 minutes.  They gathered all their belongings and bolted out of the room.  They took the elevator to the basement.  Zander caressed Jamie’s shoulder with his finger in hopes to ease her fear.  She looked up at him and have him a half-hearted smile.  His cell rang again. 
“Yeah…” 
“He’s canvassing the building now.  He won’t dare enter here.  But, he’s got a gun.  Watch yourself.”  The call ended. 
The elevator stopped on the ground floor.  Zander peeped his outside the door and there was no sign of Farid.  They scooted around the metal doors and walked toward the basement door.  Zander pushed on it slowly keeping Jamie back against the wall.  As he peered out, he noticed a blacked out sedan. 
“Dr. Kent?” 
“Yes…” 
“I’m Nigel, sir.  Please hurry.”  He opened the car door. 
Zander looked around to make sure the coast was in fact clear.  When he saw no one, he pulled Jamie into the alley.  Suddenly, a whirring noise entered into the atmosphere.  Zander recognized it instantly. BULLETS…firing.  “Shit! Jamie watch out!”  Zander pushed her out of the way.  She fell into the murky ground.   
She felt her body jerked upward.  Zander had pulled her to into his wet arms.  She looked down,  and her arm was covered in red liquid.  Further inspection revealed it was blood.  Not hers….but Zanders.  “Oh, God Zander!  You’ve been shot.”   
Zander had been shot in his shoulder. Blood freely running from the wound. “Jamie get in the car!”  He shoved her in and then threw himself behind her just time before the sound of more bullets came flying at them.   
“Drive Nigel!”  Zander hollered.   
Nigel hauled ass down the alley.  He ran over trash and debris.  Once on the main road, he noticed a man was chasing after them brandishing his silver weapon.  Farid was screaming in Arabic, but it wasn’t too hard to decipher what he was saying.   
“What the fuck was he yelling Jamie?”  Zander said struggling for breath. 
“He has vowed to get me and kill you.” 
“Yeah, he’s gonna have to find us.  He has no idea who he’s dealing with.” 
“Zander let’s not talk about that.  Right now, you’re bleeding badly.  We have to get you some medical attention.” 
“Later, once were in the air.” 
“Later?!  You can’t wait til later.  The bullet may still be in you.  The bleeding needs to stop.” 
“Not now Jamie!” He shouted back at her. 
“Alright you stubborn asshole!”  Her gaze flickered away.  Zander looked at her stunned.  Never had she ever called him a name before.  “Nigel, do you have any kind of first aid kit?” 
“No ma’am.  But here…”  Nigel handed her a towel from the front seat.  “I was on my way to have the car washed this morning, that may help with the bleeding.” 
“That will do.”  She accepted towel and leaned toward Zander who’s eyes were closed and head was against the window.  “Lift up your shirt so that I can staunch the bleeding.”  Zander did was she commanded.  The towel started to soak up the blood as pressure was applied.  With Jamie’s free hand, she ran her hand along the hard lines of Zander’s face hoping to bring him some small measure of comfort. 
“That’s nice.” Zander took a deep breath.  “Your touch relaxes me Jamie.” 
“Sshhh.  Don’t talk conserve your strength.”  
“Beg your pardon, Mrs. Kent, but how are you going to get to the airport without rousing suspicion? Dr. Kent has blood on his shirt.  Don’t think you can hide that…” 
“Damn, haven’t gotten that far.” 
“Here you are ma’am.”  Nigel draped his arm back toward her handing her his dark coat.  “Thank you Nigel. I don’t know what we would have done without you.”  She smiled weakly focusing her attention back to her husband draping the coat around his broad shoulders. 
“Think nothing of it Mrs. Kent.  Mr. Singh will simply buy me a new wardrobe.”  He chuckled lightly. 
“That and a fat raise.” She smiled back. 
“Most definitely.” 
Zander’s voice now raspy, “Here, call the pilot tell him to send someone to escort us from the unloading area and tell him to have a wheelchair on standby.  Jamie I don’t think I’m going to remain conscious much longer.”  He handed her the cellphone. 
“Zander, I’ve got you.  I’ll take care of you.”  She flipped his phone open and made the call and followed Zander’s instructions.  Zander’s head lolled to one side as he slipped into oblivion. 
The trip to the airport was short lived.  Nigel pulled the car up along the unloading area and retrieved their bags.  There two flight attendants were there to accept their bags and wheel Zander to the plane. 
As they walked along the terminal, Jamie had this strange feeling come over.  She couldn’t quite pinpoint it.  She didn’t believe Farid had followed her here.  But she felt someone watching her.  When they got to the check in desk, Jamie handed the official their passports and legal documents.  She was sweating bullets hoping and praying that they weren’t going to be delayed.  After what seemed like an eternity, the official stamped their passports and let them pass through the gates. 
Jamie walked briskly alongside of the wheelchair.  Zander held her hand the whole way.  She wouldn’t allow herself to believe this nightmare were over until they were 20,000 feet in the air.  Finally, they came to a small aircraft at the end of the hangar.  She followed the attendants into the plane. 
“You must be Mrs. Kent.  I am George, your pilot.” 
“Nice to meet you George, right now I need a first aid kit and some saline.  Please tell me this plane comes equipped.” 
“Yes, ma’am.  Kyla will bring you what you need and we will take off in 5.”  The pilot disappeared into the cockpit. 
The attendants helped Zander out of the wheelchair and lifted him into the large chair.  They brought Jamie what she needed.  She examined his wound and found that the bullet went through but he had a lot blood and needs stitches. 
“Zander…can you hear me?”  She spoke softly. 
“Hmmm…yeah?”   
“Listen, the good news is the bullet went through the bad news is you’ve lost a lot of blood and you need stitches.  I can clean your wound and stitch you up but there’s no way to get you a transfusion.” 
Zander’s mind came back online she spoke those grim words.  Loss of blood and Jamie nearby meant one thing…Bloodlust.  None of his staff knew of his origin.  Zander always kept his blood wine stocked with him.  He planned of getting some Paris, but it looks like plans were going to have to change.   
“Jamie, get George.”  She nodded and scrambled to the cockpit for the pilot. 
“Yes, sir?” 
“Change of plans.  We’re not going to Paris.  We’re going to Santorini, Greece.” 
“Yes sir.” 
Jamie stalked back to Zander’s side very confused.  “Greece? Why?  What we need is a hospital not a vacation resort.” 
“Jamie, please trust me.  We need to get to Greece.  Farid is still out there and I need to regroup before heading to home to the states.” 
“What’s in Greece?” Still puzzled. 
“Alexa and Orrin.”  He winced in pain. 
“Who are they?” 
“Good friends of mine, they’re like my younger siblings.  We grew up together.  They will give us sanctuary while I heal.” 
Suddenly, the engines kicked on and the seatbelt light flickered.  The attendants instructed Jamie to take her seat during takeoff and once they were in the air, then she could begin to treat Zander’s wounds.   
As Jamie sat back in her chair, she examined the last 24 hours of her life.  Never in her wildest dreams did she think her life would take on this whirlwind of chaos.  She felt very unsure what was to come next.  That uneasy feeling would not go away.  
At last, Zander’s wound was sealed.  Jamie worked quickly to clean out the debris and close the hole in his shoulder.  Her touch was soothing to him when the pain washed over him.  Zander requested the rest of the plan trip in darkness.  The sun was too bright that day which was screwing with his vision, plus his lack of blood and his hot wife did not make a good combination.   
Jamie sat in her seat listening to music on her iPod.  To her dismay, she sensed a difference in Zander’s demeanor.  She noticed him sending several text messages.  He seemed very cool, almost unfeeling.  He hadn’t spoken a word to her since the plane took off.  His phone rang. 
“Hello…” 
“Thank God, you made it.”  It was Zalin. 
“Yes, barely.  I’m shot though.” 
“Oh God, Zander…you need to get…” 
“I know, stopping in Santorini.  Alexa and Orrin are expecting us.” 
“Good.  Well we lost Farid.  He’s vanished.  As soon as he turns up, I’ll keep you informed.” 
“Thank you my friend…for everything.” 
“Get blood in you ASAP.  Tell Alexa and Orrin they owe me a visit soon.” 
“I will. Take care.”  Zander flipped his phone shut as he exhaled deeply. 
“Who was that?” 
“Zalin.  Just checking in.  Farid is still loose.  When he resurfaces, he will let me know.” 
“He must be connected.” 
“He is.  I just let him do what he does best without asking questions.  He’s efficient.” Zander closed his eyes and leaned against the headrest. His cell phone rang again. 
“Morgan…” 
“Forester, how the hell are you?” He beamed into the phone. 
“I’m doing okay.”  Which was a total lie.  He’s been attacked by Rogues left for dying, got married to his nurse that saved him, fell in love with her, and now has a shoulder wound because he was shot by a mad man.  He’s peachy keen. 
“Everything go well in Bahrain?” 
“More or less.” 
“I don’t like the sound of that.” Morgan had picked up his flat tone. 
“I’ll fill you in later.”  Zander tried to get comfortable. 
“I look forward to hearing about it.  Well I have some news for you, but I think I should wait til I see you.” 
“That’s funny so do I.” 
“What’s yours?”   
“Well I’m married now.” 
Nothing but silence then sudden rambunctious laughter.  “No way Forester.  What is your real news?” 
“As of yesterday, you’re now talking to a married man.” He replied solemnly. Jamie noticed his tone and wondered if he regretted his decision. 
“You’re serious? You don’t sound like a happily married guy?” 
“Long story.  I’ll fill you in once I get home.” 
“What time does your plane land today?  Lailani gets off early today from Haven House and wanted to pick you up.” 
“I’ll be home in a few days, we’re stopping in Santorini.” 
“Alexa and Orrin.” 
“Yup.” 
“You need blood.” 
“Uh huh…” he replied and stared out into space. 
“She doesn’t know?” 
“That’s correct.” 
Morgan cursed.  “You have to tell her.  Remember what happened with me and Lailani.  Helloooo!  Don’t repeat my mistakes.” 
“This is different.”  Zander’s brows narrowed trying to deny the truth. 
“How can it be any different unless you haven’t bonded to her? But I….wait a minute.  Tell me have you bonded to her?” 
Silence gave Morgan his answer.  “Oh geez now you do have to tell her.” 
“We’ll talk more later.  Look the seat belt sign just came on.  We’re beginning descent.” 
“Call me once you get yourself in check.” 
“I will. Wait a moment, what’s your news?” 
“It can wait.  You’ve got a lot on your plate.  If you need us, just call but I’m sure Alexa and Orrin can handle it.” 
“I will and thank you.”  The call ended. 
Jamie tired of feeling ignored.  “Who was that?” 
“My good friend Morgan.”  He closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose under his glasses.  His body was beginning to stress over lack of blood. 
“What’s wrong Zander?’” 
“Nothing.” 
“Don’t tell me it’s nothing.  I can sense something’s going on.  I’m no idiot.”  Her tone becoming sharp. 
“I don’t think you’re an idiot Jamie.” 
“Well don’t talk to me as if I am one.”  Her tone getting sharper. 
“Let’s see…I’ve got a gunshot wound in my shoulder which would make anyone cranky.”  He replied in sarcasm. 
“Yeah, I’ve noticed.  I only scrubbed out your wound and stitched you up.” 
“Next time don’t do me any favors!”  He snapped at her.  It had to be this way.  He felt his Bloodlust unfurling in his veins.  He needed bloodwine and Jamie soon.  With Jamie being so near and her scent filling his lungs was making crave her…and her blood which he wanted to avoid.  So he decided to be an asshole to her. 
“I can’t believe you said that!”  She looked away from him as the stinging tears ran down her face.  How could he be so cruel when all she wanted to do was care for him, her husband.  Maybe this was another side of him.  Everyone had a bad side.  Well if this was Zanders, Jamie was getting irritated as hell. 
Suddenly, the aircraft jolted.  The wheels touched the runway and finally came to a jerky stop.  They exited the plane. Zander was very lethargic.  Jamie trailed next to him.  She followed enough men in her time.  The flight attendants followed behind the couple pulling their luggage. 
The couple made their way in the terminal and there were two people standing there, a very tall and beautiful woman and man who apparent recognized Zander.  The moment the tall woman swayed her hand in the air, Zander’s lips curled up to a smile.  That was the first smile he emitted since leaving Bahrain. Who was this woman? 
Jealousy reared its ugly head within Jamie.  This woman obviously knew her husband and from the looks of it very well.  The woman was tall, elegant and had a slender build with fiery, red hair, straight nose, perfect teeth and midnight blue eyes.  She was the picture of a Grecian goddess.  She would put Helen of Troy to shame.  The man standing next to the goddess was equally beautiful.  His hair was sandy brown and had hazel eyes.  He stood around 6 feet tall.  He was muscular but still could not hold a candle to the Zander’s build. 
“We got our text message that you were coming.  Your visits are too few in between.”  The goddess spoke even her voice sounded like angels.   
“I could say the same for you.”  Zander replied. 
They embraced and kissed one another sweetly.  ‘Okay that is not how brother and sister are supposed to greet each other’ she thought.  That demon of jealously showed its face again. 
“You’re just as beautiful as ever.” 
“Oh, please you’re still the flatterer.” 
“Oh so forget about the guy who saved your ass countless times.” Orrin snickered. 
“Just as arrogant as I last saw you.” The man shook hands and embrace. 
“So who do we have here?” Orrin looked to Zander’s left to see Jamie. 
“Alexa and Orrin Tasso…this is Jamie, my wife.”  Jamie smiled and offered to shake their hands. 
“Well you are a beauty.”  Orrin accepted her hand and kissed it softly. 
“Thank you.  You’re too kind.” She smiled back at him. 
“So you are the female who finally got Zander to settle down.  I am in your debt.”  Alexa shook Jamie’s hand and noticed  her firm grasp as if that were some international ‘watch yourself that’s my man’ sign.  Alexa had to appreciate Jamie’s stance. 
“Nice to meet you both.  Thank you for helping us.” 
“Oh think nothing of it.  Zander and you are family.”  Orrin winked at her.  “So how are you enjoying married life with a va…”  Alexa shot Orrin a look that signaled for him to shut the fuck up. “very handsome doctor.” 
“Well so far it’s been roller coaster ride.”  Jamie chided. 
“How about some lunch?”  Alexa interjected. 
“Great, I’m starved.”  Orrin grabbed his stomach. 
Zander faced Jamie.  “Why don’t you head off with Orrin back to their home.  I’ll join you soon.  I have some business matters that need mine and Alexa will take me to the hospital for a transfusion so it may take awhile.”  Jamie really wanted to stay with him but decided against it.  She nodded her head.  Zander leaned and kissed her cheek.  “I’ll see you soon.”  “Alexa…” she followed instep.  That uneasy feeling hit Jamie again.  Something wasn’t right. 
As soon as Jamie and Orrin were out of sight, Alex reached into her pock and handed Zander a small vial.  He popped off the lid and tipped the liquid back to his throat like taking a shot of tequila…finally some relief but not enough to be satiated.  He took a deep breath and turned to Alexa. 
“Thanks.  I needed that.  I could feel my fangs elongating more and more.  Bloodlust is the last thing I need.” 
“Yeah, tell me about it.  Sorry I couldn’t smuggle more in.  We need to get you more bloodwine ASAP.  But first, what the hell is going on with you and that female?” 
“It’s a long story.” 
“Tell me about it.  We get these weird cryptic text messages from you without a whole lot of details.  Well you better start spilling the beans.” 
Zander made quick of the story sparing Alexa no details.   
“So now you’re married to a Middle Eastern woman and you have an angry ex-fiancé after you two and 2 rogue vampires loose in the wind.” 
“Yup, that’s pretty much it.” 
“Well right now you need bloodwine.  I have a room set up for you completely stocked.  Except for Jamie’s of course.” 
“Thank you Alexa.  I don’t know what would have happened if you…” 
She held her finger to his lips silencing him.  “Forget it.  How many times have you pulled my crazy impulsive ass out of the fire?  Too many to count.”  She smiled that gorgeous smile of hers. 
“That’s right.”  Zander returned her smile. 
“Exactly, by the way I like her.” 
“Huh?” 
“Jamie…she has a special way about her.  I get the feeling she doesn’t like me. She sees me as a threat.” 
“What you’re crazy? What are you talking about?” 
“Women are women.  And what I sensed from her is a mixture of jealousy and protectiveness.  She’d give her life for you.” 
“That’s the last thing I want her to do.  Our marriage is temporary just until her status is legalized and she’s working as a nurse on her own.” 
“Zander are you fucking kidding me!  You can’t bullshit a bullshiter.  You have bonded to her.  Hell I’d even take it to the next level and say you’re in love with her.  Don’t try to tell me you’re not or else I’ll stake your ass.” 
“You always had a way with words Alexa.” 
“Fuck that! This is some serious business.  You’ve bonded and I’ll guess she doesn’t know what you are, who we are, everything about our world.  Do you plan on telling her?”  Alexa folded her arms across her perky breasts. 
“No, she doesn’t need to know.”  He replied. 
“You can’t do that Zander.  Human or not, she deserves to know.  Bonding is nothing to take lightly.  You’ve got to tell her.” 
“No, and there will be no more discussing this.” 
“Oh, hell no! If you don’t tell her, I will.  Don’t think I won’t!” 
“Alexa, you keep your mouth shut!”  He fired back at her. 
“She has a right to know.  She’s your wife and mate.  You keeping her in the dark about this will not go well for either of you.” 
“Get off my ass now!”  Zander growled at her. 
Alexa hauled off and clocked him across his jaw.  No one…not even a vampire spoke to her in that manner and no vampire would ever think to take her on.  “Look here asshole!  You don’t take that tone with me.  I seriously doubt you speak to Jamie in that manner.  What the fuck is your deal?” 
Zander massaged the pain radiating pain from his jaw.  Damn! Alexa still had the best swing around.  “I’m sorry Alexa.  It’s Bloodlust and the whole bonding thing.”  He looked down as his brown deck shoes…ashamed and embarrassed. 
“Hey, it’s okay.  I can see you’re torn up over, but seriously I know you don’t want to let her go. You’ve gotta cop to it.  But I can’t force you.  Now let’s get outta here and get some blood in you before I have to beat the shit out of you.”  She smiled and winked at him. 
Farid was mayhem alive. He refused to share what was rightfully his. And Jamie belonged to him. He returned home after his run in with them in the alleyway at the embassy. No one made a fool of him.  He dropped his keys on entry table when suddenly found himself accosted by two thugs.   
“Scream and I’ll rip your fucking head off!” The first thug snarled at him while the other thug had Farid pinned by the throat to the wall with his bare hands. “Nod if you understand me.” Farid complied with the intruder. 
“We have a common interest you and I. It would seem we both want some people dead and if we work together we can make it happen. What say you?” 
Holy shit….who were these men and how did he know? Farid nodded his head slowly. 
The first thug took two steps back from Farid while other lessened the grip on his throat. “May I ask a question?” 
“Go on.” 
“How do you know all this? How did you find me?”  He was gasping for air. 
“Nevermind, how!”  The second thug glared at him. 
“How do you propose we do this? What’s in it for you? How much money do you want?” 
“Money means shit to us! We aren’t after any money or that female but the male she’s with.” 
“What do you want with him?” 
“Let’s just say we have some unfinished business with him.” 
“Do you know where they went?” 
“Yes, they went to Santorini Greece. We watched them go board the plane in the airport.” 
“Then that is where I will go.” 
“No, we will handle them in Greece. We need you to secure a passport and go to the states and wait for further instructions.” 
“What if I refuse?” 
“Then you’re going to find yourself bleeding in alleyway with your gut split open.” 
“What do I have to do?” 
“You want that female back then you’ll do as we say. Tell no one of your plans. If you breathe one word of this to anyone, it will be the last breath you take.” 
Farid listened carefully to their plan. Although he didn’t like the part of the plan where he couldn’t deliver the final to the male who absconded with his betrothed, but at least he could get Jamie back. He would make her sorry for causing him to go to such agonizing lengths. She will be his whether she likes it or not; if not in life then in death. 
The ride to the house was a pleasant one. Jamie observed all the sights and the people in the streets in reminded of her home. Except now she has no home. Her home was wherever she and Zander would wind up. Orrin looked over at her solemn face. 
“Why the long face?” 
“Oh, nothing just worried about Zander and running for my life. Other than that I’m peachy.” 
“Rough day, huh?” 
“I’m sorry, I’m being grouchy toward you. Today has not been the best of my life. Dodging bullets, bleeding husband, trying to escape does not chalk up to my idea of fun. I hope Zander gets himself to hospital for a blood transfusion. The longer he waits the more he will put his health in jeopardy.” 
“Don’t worry about him. Alexa will look after him. She will make sure he gets what he needs.” 
“Somehow, that doesn’t reassure me.” 
Orrin caught the suspicion in Jamie’s tone. “I take it you don’t approve…” 
“Approve of what?” 
“Not of what….of who. Alexa caring for Zander. You don’t like that do you?” Orrin narrowed her gaze. 
“No it’s fine.”  
“No…come on tell me. Zander would sta…” he almost said stake, “never forgive me if I didn’t attend to his wife’s concerns.” That’s twice Orrin almost blew the whistle. 
“I don’t want to sound ungrateful to you and your sister for helping us. It’s best I keep my feelings to myself.” She continued staring out the window. 
Boy, Orrin was the not sharpest tool in the shed for a vampire. “Ohhh, I get it now.” 
“Get what?” 
“You’re uncomfortable about Alexa and Zander together. Aren’t you?” 
“Well to honest…alittle. He seemed so at ease with her and wanted her help but not mine. I guess I’m alittle envious.” 
“Rightfully so. But you don’t have to worry. There’s nothing going between my sister and Zander.” 
“How can you be so sure?” Jamie turned to face him. 
“Because Zander is like our brother. We grew up together and have always looked out for one another. There’s nothing romantic between Alexa and Zander. That’s just gross. Blech!” Orrin shuddered at the thought of those going horizontal. 
“That’s not what it looked like to me when they greeted each other at the airport. I certainly have never greeted my siblings like that.” 
“Let me explain something to you Jamie. All the kissing and hugging is just the way of life here in Greece. Everyone typically embraces each other like that. Zander grew up in Greece in his formative years and had spent a lot of time with Grecian families.” 
“I see. But I still don’t understand why I couldn’t go with him. He seems so secretive all of sudden. It concerns me.” 
“If anything Zander wants to protect you from danger. He filled us on what happened just before the plane landed with him being the well-known doctor he is for his creation. He likes a lot of anonymity and secrecy. It’s just his way.” 
“Well, I’ve lived all my life in secrecy and refuse to live that way anymore. So Zander and I have a problem.” 
“Try not to be too hard on him. I understand you’re his wife, he just wants to keep you safe.” 
“Wife or not, I will not tolerate secrets even if we’re only going to be married just a short amount of time.” 
Oh, boy did Jamie have the surprise of her life coming. Zander had the secret of all secrets…his origin. Orrin thought. Would Zander ever tell Jamie how he entered into the vampiric life? That in fact if it were not for Alexa and Orrin’s family Zander would have been lost to the plague as was his whole family. Well this was on Zander’s shoulder’s now. 
The cab came to slow halt. “We’re here.” The cab came to an old timey Victorian home with white finish and red trim. It looked like something out of an art history book. Their home was spectacular. Orrin exited the cab and grabbed the luggage from the trunk and escorted Jamie to the front door. 
“Your home is exquisite.” She was amazed with the beautiful landscape and flowing angel water fountain in front of the drive way. 
“Thanks. It’s been our family for generations. Alexa and I inherited it from our mother when she passed away.” 
“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that.” 
“Oh no, don’t be. Our mother lived a good life and gave us the best.” 
“Still you must miss her.” 
“Yeah some days more than others. Anyway shall we go in?” Orrin led the way into the front door where he was greeted by an attendant. 
“Good afternoon sir.” 
“Afternoon, Jacobs. Please allow me to introduce to you one our guests. Mrs. Jamie Kent…Zander’s wife.” 
“Jamie, meet Jacobs. He runs the household. He knows everything about everything, he’s fantastic and never takes enough vacation when he should.” 
Jamie extended her hand. “Pleasure to meet you Jacobs.” 
“Madam, the pleasure is all mine.” Jacobs kissed her hand lightly. “Mr. Tasso you are too kind to me. Here allow me to take your bags and show you to your room.” He grabbed the luggage from Orrin’s hand. 
“Please show Jamie to a room in the East wing,” which was code for ‘hello human doesn’t know squat about vampires, don’t stock blood wine in her room.’ 
“Certainly, sir. Right this way Madam.” Jacobs led the way up the grand stair case. 
“As soon as Zander and Alexa return, I’ll inform you Jamie.” Orrin said at the foot of the stairs. 
“Thank you, Orrin. I think I would like to lay down for a rest.” 
“Sounds like a good idea. Enjoy your rest.  Lunch will be served in a while.” Orrin walked into the study and disappeared behind closed doors.” 
Jacobs came to the first door on the second floor and opened it for her. “Please make yourself at home. Dial *1 and it will directly go to me if you are in need of anything at all. Please don’t hesitate to ask. I only wish to make your stay a comfortable as possible.” 
“Thank you Jacobs. I shall.” And with that her door closed. Jamie sauntered over the huge king bed and sat down on the downy comforter. The room was painted in pale blue trimmed in yellow. A huge oil painting hung above her bed and white oak desk and dresser placed across the room. There were a mountain of pillows calling her name behind her. She scooted up the softness and sleep took her instantly. 
Zander and Alexa concluded business with his pilot. He planned on departing in one week for the states. As they walked along the terminal. Zander could feel his insides contorting. He needed more blood wine soon before he got even edgier. 
“Alexa, is your place readied up?” 
“Like Fort Knox!” 
“I have a feeling that this thing isn’t over. We need to be prepared. I don’t want to be ambushed again. I sure as hell don’t want to get you guys shot up. You should have seen Morgan’s place when he and Khan went at a couple of months ago. The contractor spent weeks restoring his villa.” 
“Speaking of which, how is Morgan that old devil?” 
“He’s good, unbelievably good. He got mated ya know.  He’s a married man now.” 
“No way, Morgan Hawthorne. I can’t believe it.” 
“Yeah, he bonded to human female, by the name of Lailani.” 
“A human? Really? That’s kinda shocking.” 
“I know. But he fell in love with her instantly after he helped her on a train.” 
“Well, good for him. I always hoped he would find happiness.” 
“Well, if she managed to capture his attention, she must be something special. She sounds beautiful.” 
“She’s very beautiful. She’s Oriental which stole Morgan’s heart right away. She works a therapist and is an accomplished martial artist. She’s ….very special.” 
Alexa wasn’t stupid. “Special…how?” 
“Well I know if you were in the states Morgan would share this with you. He trusts you. So I’ll tell you. But you cannot repeat this to a soul. Hear me Alexa…not a soul!” 
“Alright geez! Not a soul, I won’t even tell Orrin.” 
“Okay…Lailani is a vampire slayer.” 
“Excuse me…a what?”  
“Vampire slayer. She is a descendant from an ancient line of warriors--vampire slayers as it were.” 
“Okay why am I so not okay with this and you are? And she’s mated to a vampire? How exactly is this working?  Who else knows?” 
“Trust me they work.  As of now, he and I were the only ones who knew. Let me explain. She does not hunt vampires. She actually defends the human and vampiric races against the Rogues.” 
“The Rogues? You mean you have seen many of them in the states?” 
“Not too many, but recently there was one who almost killed Morgan and Griffin if it hadn’t been for Lailani. She slayed him.” 
“I don’t understand. How did this come about?” 
“To make a long story short. Khan, the Rogue, had been threatening Morgan for a while and then turned around and threatened Lailani which in turn infuriated Morgan. Morgan turned his house into the Pentagon but Khan managed to attack him by surprise. By that time, Morgan had bonded Lailani; she sensed him in danger and came to his rescue. Sliced Khan’s head straight off his neck. Hope he’s burning hell.” 
“One thing I don’t understand. How is that she only kills rogues?” 
“She can sense evil, she can smell them. Her sense of smell is similar to ours. She’s like a living lie detector. She knows which vampires utilize the blood wine and who want to coexist with humans and those vampires who don’t. She can detect if they are lying or not. Like I said, she’s special.” 
“For Chrissakes! Anymore surprises?” 
“Nope, that’s about it. Other than being ambushed by Rogues in Bahrain, being nursed back to health by a Muslim nurse, bonding to her, married her and have been shot and suffering lack of blood once again from her crazy ex-fiancé who I saved her from as previously mentioned.” 
“Damn, Zander. Have you shared any of this with Morgan and his vampire slayer wife?” 
“Not yet. I don’t want to involve them unless I have to especially Lailani. I know Morgan hates the idea of her fighting. But he won’t stop her especially if she’s in defending one of us. But I will tell him after I’ve had time to regroup.” 
“Well you know that Orrin and I have your back. Whatever you need, it’s yours. We will defend you with our lives.” 
“I know you would Alexa and again, I’m sorry for putting you in this position.” 
“Please! I don’t want to hear another word about it. Think nothing of it. We’re family. Family sticks together.” 
The duo exited the airport and took a taxi back to the house. Upon arrival it was dark. Good, Zander would have enough time to drink down some blood wine before going apeshit and letting his Bloodlust get outta control. 
They walked into the Victorian home where Orrin was waiting in the foyer for them. “About time you two go here.” He handed Zander a big glass of blood wine. 
Zander took the beverage and gulped it down faster than the liquid would flow. “I need another one.” Orrin handed him another glass.  
Once his Bloodlust was under control, Zander felt vitality and normalcy returning to him. He felt more in control of himself. “Thanks.” 
“No problem. Well your lovely wife is asleep upstairs and lunch will be served in about an lunch. Why don’t you take a rest?” 
“I’m too keyed up to rest.” 
Orrin gave him that ‘you’re full of shit look.’ “She’s upstairs, second floor first door on the left.” Orrin gave Zander a wink and retreated back to the study. 
“You should go to your wife. Reassure you’re okay.” Alexa said. 
“Alright, if you guys…” 
Alexa cut him off. “We won’t and know where to find you.” 
Zander climbed the grand staircase. Once he reached the second floor, he stopped in front of the door. Behind this door was his wife…his mate. The one who he was bonded to and loved. The one who he placed in danger because of  his negligence. Never again would he put her in danger. Her safety was primary over all. He slowly pushed on the door. It creaked and the light seeped through. 
“Zander…” Jamie said groggily.   
He closed the door behind him and approached the bed. “Hey, Jamie.” 
Like a flash of lightning, she jumped out of the bed and shot her arms around his neck. “Oh, God I’ve missed you. Are you okay?” 
Zander pushed out of Jamie’s hold. He couldn’t trust himself to behave. Her scent flooded his body the moment they made contact. Her delicious vanilla and cinnamon scent. “I’m good. Jamie. Really I’m better now.” 
Jamie sat on her knees, somewhat confused regarding his distance. “Well did you get a blood transfusion? What happened?” 
“Yeah, I went to the hospital and got the care I needed and dealt with other business. I am fine now. How are you?” He took a step back from the bed. 
“Well, I’m better now that I know you’re out of the woods. I was worried about you. “ She stepped off the bed and walked toward him.  
But before she could touch him, Zander moved away from her. “Lunch will be served in an hour. I’m going to take a shower and cleaned up.” He grabbed his suitcase and walked into the bathroom and locked the door. 
Okay…so WTF?!  Why was he being so cold and distant?  Something happened and she was determined to get to the bottom of it. 
Zander had to keep himself at bay from his beautiful mate.  He hated himself for being such a douche-bag to her.  But it was for the best.  Jamie’s safety was priority over anything else…his needs…his desires.  No matter how much he had bonded to her…he would set her free.  She would never know the world he was from and lived in.  
The hot spray of the shower came on.  Zander had stripped out of his clothes and let the hot water run down his body to soothe his aching muscles.  His head leaned forward on the tile while his hands were pressed against the tile.  He was wrapped up in his own thoughts that he didn’t hear the door handle click. 
Jamie gathered her courage and entered the bathroom after jimming the lock open with a nail file.  She disrobed and slipped into the shower behind Zander.  The cloudy steam screwed with her vision as she couldn’t make out her husband’s feathers.  She walked behind him and ran her hands over the expanse of his wide shoulders as water trickled down his gorgeous body. 
Stunned, Zander whipped his head around.  “What are you doing here?”  he said sharply. 
“Well, I thought I’d come in and see if you like me to wash your back.”  She replied sweetly.  Staring him was enough for her to be fully aroused. 
“Jamie, can I have just some time to myself?” 
“Well, you’ve been here for over 30 mins.  I thought maybe you’d like some company.  I know I’ve been lonely without you these last several hours.”  She sighed. 
Zander flipped off the water and stepped away from Jamie.  He could smell her arousal. It was swirling around his nostrils and his lungs.  God, she smelled like heaven.  “I’m done now.”  He walked out of the shower stall and grabbed a towel and began to dry off. 
Jamie just stared at him.  He was rejecting her.  She may not be experienced in the likes of men and their fancies but she knew rejection when she saw it.  She immediately grabbed a towel off the rack and tracked Zander into the bedroom. 
“Alright Zander, what the hell is going on with you?”  She demanded. 
“I have no clue what you’re talking about?”  He was drying the excess water from his golden locks. 
“I mean the cold shoulder that you have given me since we left Bahrain.  You aren’t talking to me, you send me off with Orrin while you and Alexa did Allah only knows.  You went to the hospital for the blood transfusion without me.  And just now in the shower, when I touched you.  You seem to have shunned at my touch.  I’ll say it again…what the fuck is going on?  I refuse to let secrets go on between us!” 
“Nothing! Alright Jamie!  Geez!  Get off my case.  I just a lot of things on my mind.  Today has been hell!”  He stalked back to the bathroom to get a change of clothes. 
“Bullshit, there’s more that you’re not telling!  Dammit I have a right to know.  I’m supposed to be your friend…your wife!” 
“That’s right and as my friend and wife when I say BACK THE FUCK OFF…that’s exactly what I mean!” 
“Alright, if that’s what you want…then backing the fucking off I will do.  Get out!”  Jamie fired back and turned her back on Zander, grabbed some clothes out of her suitcase and stalked to the bathroom and locked the door. 
Zander finished dressing and left the room.  It was killing him being such an asshole to Jamie the female he loved.  But it was best he kept his distance from her.  He didn’t trust himself.  He descended the grand stair case and was met by Alexa and Orrin. 
“Well how was…damn you look like you’re in a whirlwind of pissed off what’s wrong?”  Orrin asked his friend. 
“Nothing, I need another room one that’s stocked.” 
“Another room?  The one with your wife not to your liking?”  Alexa said teasingly. 
“That’s right.  Jamie threw me out.  Now, can I borrow your computer?  I have some business that needs my attention.”  Zander turned toward the office. 
“Hold up Zander.  What happened between you and Jamie?” Alexa asked. 
“Stay out of it Alexa, please.”   
“What’s your problem?” 
“Nothing.” 
“Bullshit, Zander! You know I can’t stand your B-S-ing.  That drives me fucking nuts!  What did you do to her?” 
“Alexa, I didn’t do anything, please let it go.  I’ve already went round one with Jamie.  I don’t have the energy to go round two with you.” 
Alexa jabbed him in the shoulder with a strong punch.  Her red hair flying around her shoulder.  Her eyes fierce with fury.  “Guess what! It’s round three dipshit!  You better get your shit in check.  You’ve got your wife up there who’s hurting because you’re acting like a pussy!” 
By now, Orrin headed toward the kitchen.  He figured it was best that his sister and Zander duke it out without him.  He refused to get into the middle of their brawl.  The last time he did, his nose was accidently broken by Alexa when she was aiming for Zander. 
Zander and Alexa carried the fight into the office and locked the door in effort to not cause any suspicion that Jamie may detect.   
“Look Alexa, I’m doing what I think is best for Jamie.  I’m trying to keep her safe.  The bonded male in me is determined to keep her safe even if it means being a dick to her.” 
“That’s the most screwed up logic you have ever tried to feed me and you’re the genius here.  The bonded male in you does want to keep her safe, but you’re also denying the fact you love her and want her.” 
Zander sat on the couch and folded his elbows on his knees, looking down at the oak floor.  “Alexa, if it weren’t for me being so lovey-dovey with her, my thinking wouldn’t have been clouded.  I could’ve protected us better against Farid.  It’s not over.  He will try to take her back to Bahrain.  He will kill her. I refuse to let that happen.  I’ll slice off his nuts before he harms one hair off Jamie’s head.” 
“Zander listen to yourself!  You’re territorial over Jamie, you refuse to let harm come her way. But you deny your feelings toward her. You love her.  It’s okay to admit to her.  She loves you too.” 
“I can’t.  I have to be strong.  As soon as we get to the states and make our marriage legal, I’m having Lucian push her green card through ASAP.  So that we can get a quickie divorce and she and I can move on.” 
“Ugh! I give up! You stubborn jackass!  Keep up this shit, keep denying your feelings.  You’re only gonna make yourself and her suffer more.  So in retrospect you are causing her harm, probably more than this Farid ever could.”  And with that Alexa left the office to get some lunch. 
Jamie spent the rest of the afternoon in her room crying softly.  She hated the distance between her and Zander.  She knew something was going on with him.  When lunch was brought to her, she refused to eat.  Her appetite food was no more.  Why was he being such a jerk to her?  She knows she wasn’t the source of his nastiness.  But something was eating away at her husband? 
For the next several days, Jamie stayed locked away in her room from Zander.  She hadn’t spoken to him since their big fight.  Alexa and Orrin checked on her occasionally bringing her something to eat or some books from the library.  She spent most of her time listening to music on her iPod.  Constantly putting the songs on shuffle.  She was listening to I hate myself for loving you by Joan Jett.  Yup she was hating Zander alright.  Jamie ached with such pain.  Had she made the mistake of her life marrying Zander?  She missed him something terrible to the point her body hurt.  She missed his laugh, the way the sun kissed his beautiful skin, his aqua blue eyes, the way he looked her…let’s face it she loved him. 
By the fifth day, she couldn’t take it anymore.  She was sick of books and her iPod.  She stuffed her iPod in the pocket of her shorts.  Jamie got out of bed and took a shower.  She decided to confront Zander and find out what his problem was.  She refused to leave Santorini until she got to the bottom of things. She threw on some clothes, didn’t care if they matched, brushed her wet mane and pulled it back in a ponytail.  She whipped out of her room and walked down the hall.  She ran into Jacobs. 
“Excuse me Jacobs…what room is Zander staying in?” 
“Master Zander is on the other side of the stair case third door on the right next to Madame Alexa’s room. 
Jamie’s eyes narrowed.  “Oh really!  Thank you Jacobs.”  She strutted down the hall toward the room.  She was gearing up for the fight of her life with Zander.  As soon as she got to the door, she didn’t even knock.  She burst through that door like cyclone ripping through a town. 
“Zander!  Where are you!”  She searched the room and heard the shower going. 
“I’m in here Jamie.”  He hollered from behind the bathroom door.   
“Get out here now!”  She crossed her arms and narrowed her gaze toward the door. 
Zander stepped out in a cloud of fog from bathroom in nothing but a towel.  Hello!  All his muscles glistened from the water.  He pushed his blonde hair from his eyes.  She saw his aqua blue eyes stare at her.  She was getting aroused and was angry. Okay this was bad. 
“What do you need?” 
“I need for you to tell me what the hell is going on with us?” 
“Us? Nothing…we’re fine.” 
“Guess again asshole! We are so not fine.  For the last several days, you’ve avoided me, not even so much as a Hi!” 
“Need I remind you, that it was you who threw me out of the bedroom.” 
“Oh no, I’m well aware of that it.  But did you have to take up residence right next to Alexa?” 
“Jealous are we?” 
“Well no…but…” 
“Face it Jamie, you’re jealous of Alexa.” 
“Envious of her is more like it.  She gets to enjoy the company of my husband while I wallow in misery.  You don’t even care how it makes me feel, knowing you prefer her company over mine.”   
“I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad, I was just trying to give you space.” 
“Space, I don’t need space. You have been acting like a douche-bag to me since we left Bahrain.  I’m not going anywhere with you until you tell me what the fuck is going on?” 
“Are you threatening me Jamie?”  He crossed the room toward her. 
“No threats, only a promise.  You either tell me what’s going or I will NOT return to the states with you.” 
Zander crossed his arms.  “Oh yeah, what do you plan to do?  I know you sure as hell won’t go back to Bahrain.” 
“I’ll stay here.  I’ll get a job, find a place to live.  I can take care of myself without any of your help.” 
“You aren’t going anywhere…wife.”  Zander emphasized the word.  Jamie had another thing coming if she thought he was going to let her go.  He was getting aroused by that fury in Jamie’s eyes.  He eyed the way her hips were cocked to one side. Her breasts were round and high.  Her wonderful scent invaded his nose and lungs.  He just wanted bury himself in her.   
“Oh, so I’m your wife now.  I haven’t been your wife in several days.  You were so wonderful to me in Bahrain, then you changed.  It’s like you’re this other person.  If this is another side of you, then I refuse to stay married to you.  You will be no better than Farid!” Oh, shit…now she done it. 
“How dare you compare me to that bastard!” 
“Then don’t act like the brute you are!  I can’t live my life like this Zander.  I won’t tolerate secrets and I sure as hell won’t tolerate infidelity.” 
“Infidelity?  You mean Alexa…oh for Chrissakes Jamie!  Alexa and I are not sleeping together.  She is like a younger sister to me. We grew up together.” 
“So you’ve said, but apparently you favor her company over mine.  You don’t want me anymore.” 
“Don’t want you?  When have I ever said that?” 
“You refuse to touch me or let me touch you.  We haven’t slept together since our wedding night.  You’re already tired of me.” 
“Jamie, I’m just trying to keep you safe.  It’s my number one priority.” 
“Fuck my safety! This should be your number one priority!”  She didn’t wait for his response she launched her arms around Zander’s neck and smacked her lips into his.  Her lips were possessive upon his.  She was staking her claim to her husband. 
Zander wouldn’t fight this anymore.  He couldn’t.  These last several days without Jamie have been torture.  He’s physically ached for her.  He felt his other half was missing.  That was bonding for you at its primal core.  Zander was away from his mate and he was suffering just as much as she was.  Well at least up until the last 30 seconds.   
Now, he wrapped his arms around her waist crushing her frame to his.  He cradled her face to his by threading his fingers through her hair pulling her tighter to him.  His tongue came out of hiding and met hers as she gasped for air.  God, she tasted wonderful.  He missed the sensations that rocked his body every time Jamie was in his arms.  He wasn’t letting her go. 
Jamie broke from Zander’s kiss momentarily to shred her clothes.  Zander couldn’t wait he pulled her shirt off her head and unclasped her bra.  His hands roaming over her breasts.  He lifted her up so that his face was eye level with her chest.  He suckled one of her nipples.  Rolling his tongue over the pebbly surface.  Once he finished, he turned his mouth to her other nipple giving it the same erotic attention.  Jamie threw her head back and sighed while wrapping her hands around his head. 
Zander turned their bodies and headed for the bed.  Jamie plopped onto the bed and Zander hovered over her.  He lowered his face to the crook of her neck and nuzzled against her.  “God, I’ve missed you.  I’ve missed your taste, your smell, the way you say my name when I make you come.” 
“I’ve missed you too, Zander.  Right now I need you. Please…” 
Zander tugged Jamie’s jeans and panties off.  He brushed his lips against her core.  He could the heat coming off her like an inferno readying for eruption.  He looped his arms around her knees to spread her thighs wider.  God, her scent was intoxicating.  Zander began kissing and licking the outside of Jamie’s pussy.  Jamie moaned and sighed.  She loved the way Zander’s tongue explored her most intimate secrets. 
“Oh God, Zander…yes that feels so good! Don’t stop.”  She all but screamed. 
“I got you Jamie.  I’m gonna make you feel good.  So that the only thing you’re hollering is my name.”  Zander’s tongue slipped up and down between her slit.  He came to clit and began teasing her with his tongue.  He sucked her and lapped up her honey as she got even wetter. 
“Zander, Zander…I’m going to come!” 
“That’s Jamie, let me feel you come.  Let me taste you.”  He said against her core. 
“Oh God, Zander! Zander!”  Jamie orgasmed violently once…then twice.  Heaven help her, she thought.  She looked down only to see Zander propped on his knees between her thighs.  He discarded his towel.  She saw his erection.  It was long and thick and ready for her. 
“Jamie, I’m gonna bury myself into you.”  Zander stretched her thighs wider and guided his throbbing cock into her sopping wet core.  He slid in perfectly.  “Fuck, oh Jamie!”  He leaned forward and began riding her.  He was pumping fast and hard.  Each thrust he gave her shook the bed.  “Yes, Oh God!”   
Jamie wrapped her legs around his waist to push him deeper into her.  Zander propped his arms on the sides of her face.  He looked down at her.  Her eyes were open, she bit her bottom lip with each thrust.  To him, she was the picture of heaven.  Jamie wrapped her arms around Zander’s neck to bring him closer to her.  “Zander, oh, ohh, oh….” 
“Wait, Don’t come yet!”  Zander pulled Jamie with him as he turned over in the bed.  He pulled her astride.  “Fuck me Jamie!” 
She needed no further encouragement.  She began swinging her legs and hips forward each time she thrust back and forth on his steel cock.  “God Zander you’re so hard.  You feel good inside me.”   
Zander sat up and grabbed Jamie’s legs and pushed them around his waist. “Jamie, oh, Jamie!” he hollered each time her pelvis met his back and forth.  “Jamie, I’m coming!”  Hot liquid poured into her core but he still kept pounding his cock into her honey hole.   
“Zander, I’m coming, Yes, yes!”  She hollered and collapsed into his arms.  Her breathing was erratic.  She felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest. 
Zander soothed her breathing by rubbing circles along her back.  Once her breathing slowed, she looked up at him. “This is the Zander I know.” She spoke softly. 
Gasping for even breaths, Zander knew the time had come.  “Jamie, there’s something I need to tell you. But…”  Zander’s cell phone rang.  He looked at Jamie with concerning eyes. 
“It’s okay, answer it.”  She slid her legs off his body so he could reach the phone. 
“Yeah…” 
“Hello, my friend.” 
“Zalin, good to hear from you.  Any news?” 
“None, yet but don’t worry I haven’t given up yet.  Call you in a few days.” 
“Thanks for the update.  Bye.” He closed his phone. 
“Anything?” 
“Not yet, but he’ll call when he hears something.” 
“I’m glad he’s keeping us posted.”  Jamie’s stomach grumbled.  “Sorry.” 
“Don’t apologize.  How about I get us something to eat?” He looked up at her.  He wanted to take her again.  He could never get enough of her. 
“Well, you were about to tell me something.” 
“And I will, but first let me feed you, okay?” 
“Okay, it’s a deal.”  She slid back down and kissed him sweetly.  She nipped his lips with her teeth. 
“You keep that up and I’m gonna be all over you again.”  Zander kissed her cheek and got up from the bed.  He walked over to his dresser for some clothes. 
“I have an idea.  How about you go get some food and I’ll wait for you in my room.  We can christen my bed.”  She smiled and winked at him. 
“I like your thinking.”  He winked back at her.   
Jamie got up from the bed and redressed and headed for the door.  “I already miss you.” 
“I’ll be back before you know it.”  He leaned down and nuzzled her neck.  “I’ll see you in 10.”  She nodded and smiled.  They departed his bedroom. 
Jamie wasn’t in her room for more than 5 minutes when she heard a loud crash.  She whipped out of her room only to run into Zander.  “Jamie, you need to stay locked away in your room.  Don’t open that door for anyone unless it’s one of us!” He was pushing her back into the doorway. 
“No way! Forget it!  You can’t me shut out.  What if someone needs my help!” 
“Jamie please don’t argue with me.  I’ve got to keep you safe.”  More crashing and snarls came from the staircase.  “Get back Jamie!”  He closed the door and ran toward the commotion. 
Refusing to stay shielded a moment longer, Jamie opened the door and flew out the door toward the screams.  She came to the top of stairs and saw two big men fighting with Zander and Alexa.  Her eyes popped open wide as she watched Alexa attack one of those men with equal strength.  Her body was fluid and quick delivering strikes and blows to her opponent.  Zander was being chocked by the other man.  She saw her husband’s life in danger.  She didn’t hesitate. 
Jamie leapt onto the back of the man who held Zander.  She scratched at his face and eyes and bit his ear.  Anything to get him to release Zander. 
Klaus felt someone jump on his back and gouge him.  He screamed in pain and loosened his hold against Zander’s throat and whirled around.  Zander’s body dropped to the ground.  Klaus pulled Jamie from his back and threw her against the wall. 
Jamie felt sharp claws and pain as she was catapulted against the marble stone.  “Well, you’re the one giving that human all the trouble.  You’re gonna regret leaving your country for this piece of vampire trash!” 
Nothing about what this guy was saying was registering with her brain.  “Maybe I should you kill you now, it seems that would hurt Mr. Kent even more.”  Klaus got closer to Jamie’s limp body.   
Suddenly, Alexa jumped in front of Klaus protecting Jamie brandishing a blade. “Get the fuck away from her!” 
“Look at this, a vampire protecting a human.  Pathetic!  Too bad Alexa.  I’ve always hoped you’d snap out of this synthetic blood brainwashing bullshit!  We were good together in old days!” 
“That was then and this is now!  We were monsters then.  I refuse to live that way ever again.  It’s not too late for you or Dimitri.” 
Klaus laughed loudly with deep evil.  “Yeah right!  I doubt my boss will like that.  Well this has been fun. But I think I will pass.  It’s going to pain me to kill you.  Especially since I know what a good fuck you are!” 
“Pity, wish I could return the compliment!”  Alexa launched herself onto Klaus like a lion attacking a wildebeest.  She was determined to protect those she cared about.   Klaus screamed in pain as she buried her blade into his shoulder and twisted. 
With his other hand, Klaus grabbed Alexa by the back of her neck and was ready to bite her jugular when a sudden pain radiated in his groin.  Jamie scrambled herself under their bodies and kicked Klaus so hard in the balls.  Klaus dropped Alexa and dropped to the ground.   
Dimitri staggered over to Klaus and helped him up.  “We have got to get out of here Klaus.  We’ll finish them another time.  We have to check in.”  They flashed right out of the home.   
Jamie scooted her way to Alexa. “Alexa, hey you okay?  Can you hear me?”  She ran her hand over her face.  Alexa jolted and gasped. 
“Oh Thank Allah!  You okay?” 
“Jesus Christ!”  She ran her hand over her face and blinked her eye several times.  “Yeah, I’m okay.”  She turned her face to Jamie.  “Holy Shit.” 
“What the hell happened?  I…oh God! Zander!”  Jamie forced herself off the ground and limped toward Zander.  She pushed the debris away from his body.  She kneeled down to him.  “Zander!  Zander!  Can you hear me?”  She shook his body and got no response.  She leaned down to listen to his breathing.  He wasn’t breathing.  “Oh God, no Zander!  Alexa I need you get over here!” 
They began giving him CPR.  Jamie breathed air and Alexa pumped his chest.  It seemed to go on forever.  “Don’t you dare leave me Zander!”  Jamie breathed two more breaths into in mouth.  At once, Zander gasped as he sucked in the air given to him.  As Jamie pulled back from Zander’s face, she noticed his two of his incisors were elongated.  Her brow furrowed and eyes squinted.  Was she seeing this correctly? 
Alexa noticed that Zander’s fangs were in full view.  ‘Well guess the cat is out of the bag now,’ she thought.   
“Zander, you alright?” 
“Yeah.”  His voice hoarse as shit.  “How the hell did they find us?” 
“Zander who were those men?”  Jamie asked while helping him sit up. 
“Jamie…there’s something I need to tell you but I…” 
Noise collided in the hallway.  It was Orrin, bloody and beaten.  “Why does this pretty face of mine always suffer?”  He collapsed onto the ground.   
Alexa scrambled over to her brother.  “Oh, God! Orrin…why didn’t you let me take him on!”  She brushed his hair back from his forehead.   
Orrin chuckled.  “No matter how hard you try, you can never by my big sister, always trying to boss me around.  I will always be older even it’s only by 30 seconds.” 
“Now is not the time for jokes.  We need to get you some help.” 
“It’s too late for me.  I tried to get Dimitri off Jacobs.  I don’t know if he’s alive.  I hope so.  Take care of yourself Alexa.  I want you to find happiness.”  Orrin whispered. 
“No…no..no!  You aren’t going anywhere!”  She pulled her brother’s limp body to her chest.  His breathing very shallow.  Tear were falling down into her brother hair.  “You can’t leave me!” 
Jamie rushed over to him.  “Alexa let me listen to his heart and breathing.”  Alexa lowered Orrin back to the ground.  Jamie leaned over him to check his pulse.  As she glanced down she noticed huge gash on the side of his chest.  Jamie palpated his wound.  She found something sharp within.  Her fingers reached through the torn flesh and pulled out a piece of a blade.   
At the next moment, Orrin took a deep breath.  His eyes flew open and looked around.  “What are you staring at Alexa?” He said hoarsely. 
Alexa wiped away her tears and chuckled.  “You, brother mine.”  She reached down and hugged him. 
“Okay Alexa, do you have any medical supplies here?  I need to close his wounds and then we need to get him to the hospital.  He’s lost a lot of blood.” 
“I have all that you need.  I’ll be right back.”  Alexa got from her knees in search for supplies.   
Jamie glanced back toward Zander who was resting against the pile of debris.  He waved at her signaling he was okay.  She looked back down toward Orrin.  She stroked his hair back.  
Orrin lifted his eyes slowly. “Anyone ever tell you that your touch is relaxing?  Here I am dying on the ground, and I am at peace not really in any pain.” 
Jamie smile lightly.  “Yes, you’re not the first person to tell me that.  Probably won’t be the last.”   
Alexa returned with the supplies.  “I got all you asked for and some synthetic blood wine.”  She looked down to her brother and whispered, “Hey, I found Jacobs.  He’s okay.  He just has a couple cuts and bruises but other than that he will be fine.  He’s in the kitchen looking to make us supper.”  She chuckled solemnly. 
Orrin smiled at her and his eyes becoming lazy. “You saved him, you’re his hero.” She said. 
“Nah, I’m no hero.  Just a guy who hates seeing his family get beaten on and hates having his pretty face messed up.” 
“No more jokes, Orrin.  Listen, Jamie is gonna help you now.  Try to remain still.”  Orrin nodded. 
How strange…why keep synthetic blood on hand?  Okay…well time for questions is later…back to nursing skills.  Jamie put on gloves and cleaned out Orrin’s wounds of debris.  She palpated each one just to insure they were clean and slowly she began to stitch him up.  After the last wound was closed, she set up an IV so that he could be transfused.  Then she sat back against the piling and exhaled deeply. 
“I did my best.  It wouldn’t hurt to go to a hospital.” 
Alexa still cradled Orrin in her lap.  “Your best was fantastic.  Thank you for saving my brother’s life and mine.” 
“You’re very welcome. You did the same for me.”  Jamie looked over at Zander who by now had gotten up and walked into the kitchen to check on Jacobs.  “I know there’s something going on here.  I hope that someone tells me the truth once things settle down.” 
“Jamie.  There are something’s you should know about, but it’s Zander’s place to tell you.  But know this, no matter what you decide.  I am in your debt.  Whenever you need me, just call.”  Alexa smiled at her and lifted up her brother.  “I’m gonna get him to bed.”  Alexa lifted her brother up and ascended the staircase. 
Zander appeared moments later.  He stride was slow and weary.  He knew now was the moment of truth.  Too much occurred for Jamie to be kept in the dark.  He walked up to her and extended his hand. 
Jamie grasped Zander’s hand and felt that electrical vibration she always felt when near him.  She blinked up at him.  He pulled her into his embrace and squeezed her tightly.  He kissed her forehead.  Taking deep breaths, he could smell her vanilla and cinnamon scent.  God, he could have lost her today. 
“Tell me.  You can tell me anything Zander.  No more secrets,” she spoke softly. 
He pulled her back from his arms and looked down into her warm eyes.  “Okay, Jamie.  You want the truth.  Here it is….I am a vampire.” 
Farid spent the following days preparing legal documents for his trip.  He didn’t trust those two thugs who rousted him up his home, but he believed their threats.  But if they were going to help get back Jamilah then so be it.  He’ll go along with any plan that involves the return of his betrothed.   
He stuffed several shirts and pants into a duffel bag.  He didn’t plan on staying long in the states.  Just long enough to collect Jamilah.  When he got her back in his clutches, she was gonna pay for her infidelity and betrayal…making him go this extra mile to exact his punishment upon her.  She would obey him for the rest of her life….no matter how long or short it would be.  He figured that would be up to her how long she lived.  He imagined what it would be like to have her writhing underneath his body…begging for him.  He was getting aroused just thinking about all those possibilities. He was definitely going to enjoy their reunion. 
His phone rang and recognized the caller as Jamilah’s father.  He refused to take his call.  In fact, he had no intention of telling him what his little plan was to retrieve Badi’s daughter.  Once Jamie was back where she belonged then AND only then would he allow Badi to see his daughter and pay her dowry and sign the government contracts.  After all…a deal is a deal.  All’s fair in love and war. 
“Excuse me…can you repeat what you just said to me?”  Jamie stared into Zander’s saddened gaze. 
“Jamie, I am a vampire.  So are Zalin, Alexa and Orrin.” 
“Is this some kind of freaky joke?  I don’t believe a word you’re telling me.” 
“Jamie, it’s true.  It’s all true.  I have been a vampire for over 400 years.” 
Jamie refused to believe the words that were coming of Zander’s mouth.  She had trouble fathoming his revelation.  “If you’re making shit up to get away from the truth and to piss me off, it’s working.” 
Zander had to make her see the truth.  He grabbed Jamie by the shoulders and pulled her into a tight embrace.  His lips came smashing down on hers before she could protest.  Just kissing Jamie was enough for Zander to become aroused.  He could feel his fangs elongate.  This time he would not hold them back.  As they descended in his mouth, he swept his tongue into her mouth and dragged hers into his.   
Jamie was swept away in Zander’s kisses.  Just as he felt the sweep of his tongue against hers, her tongue came in contact with a sharp point.  She pulled her face away from Zander’s. 
“What…the….” 
Zander stepped forward and opened his mouth to reveal to two long points coming down from his gumline. 
“My fangs elongate when I get aggressive, feed, experience bloodlust and when I am aroused.” 
“You sick son of a bitch.”  She said calmly.  For whatever reason, she believed him.  Every word he said.  “I married a fucking vampire.  How could I have been so blind!”  Jamie stepped away from him and sat down on the steps of the grand staircase.  She was numb…complete shock trembled through her body. 
Zander slowly walked over to her.  He wasn’t sure if how much more Jamie could handle…but she needed to know the truth…all of it. 
“Believe me, Jamie this was not how I wanted you to find out.  In fact, I hoped that you would never have to know.” 
Jamie looked up at him.  She wanted to cry, scream and hit him with a 2x4…but it wouldn’t do any good.  It wouldn’t change the fact that she was stuck married to a vampire.  The house she resided in was owned by vampires.  Those two thugs… 
“Where those two guys who attacked us vampires too?”  She looked up at him. 
“Yes, they were.  Remember when you found me behind the hospital?”  She nodded in agreement.  “Well those two bastards are what we call Rogue vampires.  They attacked me after I got the capital to check on the progress of my lab.  They feed off human blood and humans and even kill them.  Majority of the vampiric society don’t feed off humans any more since I created synthetic blood.  Those two rogues hate what I’ve created and want to see me dead.  They believe vampires should go on killing at will without any remorse for their actions.  They answer to no one.” 
“So you’re telling me that you, Alexa, Orrin, and Zalin are vampires.  You drink blood, but synthetic blood and you don’t hunt humans.” 
“That’s correct.” 
“What a fucking story!  I can’t believe I am actually entertaining this craziness here.”  
“Believe me, it’s no story.  It’s the truth.  I am sorry you had to find out this way.  I wish…” 
“Hold up, you said don’t drink human blood.” 
“I haven’t drank human blood for over hundred years.” 
“But your product has been out only for the last 25 years.” 
“Before I could perfect it and get it passed through the clinical trials, I fed off animals. Many vampires did.” 
“But I gave you a transfusion, I gave you my blood.” 
“Yes, you did.  It took every ounce of energy and sanity to not lose control.  But I found the will.” 
“So does this mean, you’re gonna bite me now?” 
“No, Jamie.  I have never turned a human and I never will.” 
“Go back a minute.  You said that your fangs elongate when you get aroused and during bloodlust.” 
“I can hold my fangs back as long as I have enough blood in my system whenever I take you.” 
“What’s bloodlust?” 
“When vampires begin to grow weak that means they don’t have enough blood in their systems.  They need blood and will hunger for it to the point of starvation.  When that happens, it can put humans in danger because vampires have been known to take a human for blood just to quench their thirst.” 
“That’s what happened to you on the plane and back here at the house.  That’s why you were being such an asshole to me.” 
“Yes.  Jamie I needed blood and refused to turn on you for my blood supply.  It was bad enough you gave me blood once.  I wasn’t going to accept again.  One of the reasons we came to Santorini was so that I could get blood in my system and to regroup after the attack from Farid.” 
“But you were such a dick, why?  Does bloodlust cause moodiness?”  Wow, she was really asking a lot of questions. 
“I thought the best way to protect you was to be a dick.  You are so tempting to me. You’re like my own personal brand of heroin Jamie.  I crave everything about you.  I want to be in you right now as we speak.  So craving you and experiencing bloodlust doesn’t make a good combination.  So I did the only thing I could to keep you safe was to push you away.” 
“But you weren’t in blood lust for the last 5 days.” 
“After we went our separate ways, Alexa gave a small shot of synthetic blood wine just to get me over the hump until I got to the house where I consumed more. 
“Unbelievable.  All this time…what a fool I’ve been.”  She shook her head as she looked around at all the debris on the floor. 
“You’re no fool Jamie.  I understand that you’re angry and hurt.  Alexa wanted me to be honest with you from the beginning but I thought I was doing the right thing by keeping silent.” 
Jamie couldn’t take any more of this.  “Just shut the fuck up you no good bastard!  You’re a lying, fucking monster! I wish I had never married you!”  She stormed up the stairs to her room. 
Zander watched the rage fuel in Jamie’s eyes.  He used to be the guy who was control of his future…of everything.  Not anymore.  Jamie saw his true colors. She was right.  He was a monster.  The lyrics Monster by Skillet began to play in his head.  How much he believed those words described him to a tee…always on the verge of losing control.  And now he had none. 
Jamie collapsed onto the bed in tears.  What the hell did she sign herself up for?  A one way ticket to the funny farm.  She had to be losing her mind.  Her decision to marry Zander was to escape Farid  and her unhappy foreseeable future.  How was she going to escape this?  She would leave him.  She would divorce him here in Greece.  She couldn’t stay married to a fucking vampire.  NO WAY! 
At the next moment, her Jinn appeared in its ethereal form.  It was floating a few inches off the ground. 
“Jamie, what distresses you?” 
“You must know.  You know everything.”   
“Not everything.  I can sense when you’re happy, sad, distressed, confused but I don’t know the context of these feelings.” 
Jamie lifted her face her pillow.  She wiped hot tears away from her already stained skin.  “Tell me something.  Did you know what I was going to do? Leave Bahrain? Marry an American?” 
“Why is it important for you to know what I know?” 
“Because I just had the rug pulled out from under me.  I have kept in the dark about so many secrets.  I want to know what secrets you have kept from me.” 
“I have kept nothing from you Jamie.  Your decisions have been of your own choosing.  I had no influence over them.” 
“Did you see Zander coming for me? Did you?” 
“Jamie, I knew that your life was going to go in a different direction.  I knew you were destined for happiness.  But where there is happiness there is also sorrow.  That is the balance of all things.” 
“Well, I’m sorrowful alright. Tell me did you know that Zander is a vampire?  According to Islam, we don’t believe in such things.  Talk of vampires is equate to hell and the devil.  Tell me am I destined for hell?” 
The Jinn continued to float in mid-air.  It gave no response to Jamie.  Jamie wouldn’t believe it if it did. 
“Answer me!” 
“No.” 
“No what?  No you didn’t know Zander was a vampire or no I’m not in hell what!!!” 
“No, I didn’t know of his origin. No you’re not in hell either.” 
“Excuse me want to run that by me again?  I just fought a vampire downstairs unbeknownst to me because he was choking my husband and stitched up not one but two in the last week.” 
“What difference does that make?” 
“Are you seriously asking me that question?” 
“Yes, what difference does it make…their origins?  Would knowing their origin make a difference in the care you gave them?” 
“Well…no….but..” 
“You have your answer.  I need not go no further.  Jamie, I have told you that you were a special girl from the time you were little.  Different has never bothered you before…why should it now?  Well I know I have given you much to mull over.  I take my leave.  Jamie know this, there will come a time when you will have to make a choice of the ultimate sacrifice and only you can make it.  When you make your choice, you won’t think twice about it.  Be well, Jamie. 
And with that the Jinn melted away into a filmy smoke and disappeared from the room. 
Jamie thought about her Jinn’s words.  Never in her life had she felt more confused and less comforted by it’s words. 
As her anger swelled, so did her pain.  It wasn’t so much that she was hurt because Zander was a vampire but because he wasn’t honest with her.  She knew from the moment she met him that he was…different.  How different was another story.  But to her Zander was still…well Zander.  He still had those beautiful aqua-blue eyes, a killer smile, lovely golden hair and a moral compass minus the lying. 
God, how her body ached with such pain.  Sleep would not be her companion tonight.  Exhaustion and emotionally drained were her newest friends and they would bring her no comfort. 
Zander helped the staff board up the broken windows and door of the Tasso’s home.  He figured giving Jamie her space would be best for now.  But now, he was left with his mate broken hearted and in pain just as he was.  It was his own doing.  And the sad part about all this bullshit was that he genuinely knew he what was doing was the wrong thing but still hoped against all odds. 
After the last bit of broke glass had been swept up and the last drop of blood had been scrubbed from the floor, Zander retired to his room.  As he passed by Orrin’s room, he could hear Alexa fussing over her brother.  She was insistent of tending to him and he was urging her get a life or start a hobby like gardening or underwater basket weaving…anything just for his over protective sister to do other than pester him. 
He entered his room and sat on the end of the bed.  His room still had traces of Jamie’s cinnamon and vanilla scent.  He recalled their last moments together before hell jackhammered into his marriage.  Oh wait…that was him who did that.  Well with a little help from dipshit and dumbass Klaus and Dimitri. 
Zander was mentally and physically exhausted.  His internal muscles twitching in pain.  He knew the only cure for this would be to reunite with Jamie as he was sure she was feeling like crap herself.  But that wasn’t going to happen.  Zander was positive that there was no way Jamie would let him anywhere near her now.  He glanced down at the floor and noticed Jamie’s iPod.  He picked up he piece of plastic, put the earphones in his hears and hit shuffle.  The first song that came one was Broken by Lifehouse.  He was barely hanging on now.  God, in Jamie’s name he wanted to find healing.  He just didn’t believe he deserved it. 
Klaus and Dimtri flashed in front of an abandoned warehouse.  They knew they would be in deep shit for not completing their mission to destroy the good Dr. Kent.  Now they had a bigger problem which was their boss.  Returning to the boss before you completed your mission successfully was…BAD.   
Klaus was bloodied and bruised from his scuffle from those two women.  “For fuck’s sake! There’s gotta be an easier way to get rid of Kent.” 
“Klaus, we can’t go back until we kill him.  Now, we’ve got the Tasso’s involved.  You know Alexa will want avenge her brother.  And what about that stupid ass human we’re sending to the states.  We’re in some deep shit.”  Dimitri stressed over his cracked ribs and tattered clothes. 
“Look, they know we’re coming after them. Once they get to the states, we’ll make our final attack on them.  As for that human, that fucking idiot thinks we’re on his side but he was another lose end we had to tie up.  If he hadn’t gone waving a fucking gun at the embassy, we’d have less complications.  Dimitri we have to sit tight and finish this assignment.  They all will die.  Then onto plan B.  The vampire slayer is in the states.  Arthur wants us to begin the search there.” 
Dimitri shook his head in concern.  “I don’t know Klaus, we don’t even know where to begin.  Why the hell does Arthur have us looking for his alleged vampire slayer anyway?  It’s a myth.” 
“It’s no myth.  He’s out there.  Arthur had demanded satisfaction for his brother’s death.” 
“Arthur hated Khan.  Hated him.  Why does he care that Khan bit the dust?  How does he even know it was a vampire slayer?  Slayers haven’t been around for centuries.”  Dimitri dusted off the debris from his pants and righted his shirt. 
“Arthur may have hated Khan but it was still his brother….his twin brother.  And what else could have killed a vampire?  Use your fucking brain Dimitri.  No other creature has the skill and speed to destroy us except for a slayer.  The moment Khan was killed, Arthur knew.  He has ordered you and me to begin searching for the slayer and to bring his head on a silver platter to him.  I don’t question orders I follow them.  Come on, let’s round up some dinner…I feel dining on a blonde tonight.”  Klaus’s blood red eyes flashed as he caught a glimpse of a blonde haired woman crossing the street into a local diner. 
“I am thinking more of a redhead that’s in the book store for me tonight.”  Dimitri winked. 
“God, I’m starved let’s eat.”  They flashed into the shadows of the alleyway and waited for their prey. 
Orrin had finally convinced Alexa to return to her room after two nights of hovering over him.  He needed some time to himself.  He was healing up good by now, but still very sore and would not be back to into his full swing at least for a few more days.  But before another moment would pass there was something he had to do. 
He struggled to get out of bed but managed to pull on a pair of sweat pants and his favorite Van Halen t-shirt.  He slowly stepped out into the hall and headed down the corridor.  When he came to his destination, he knocked loudly.  He got no response.  Eh…fuck it. He was going in.  He pushed the door open and whispered. 
“Jamie….Jamie…are you here?”  He poked his head around the door jamb.  It was pitch black in the room.  He willed the desk lamp on with his mind.  He searched the room and noticed the balcony door was open.  He crossed the room and saw Jamie sitting on a wicker chair staring out into space. 
Jamie came to from La-La land when she heard the door creak slightly.  She looked up and saw Orrin’s tired eyes.  “Hey…you’re awake.  How are you feeling?” She spoke gently. 
“Like I’ve been hit by a dump truck and had my chest crushed by a Sumo wrestler.  Other than that not half bad.” He replied with a little smile. 
“Well that’s good.  Need me to check your wound?”   
“No, I’m good for now. Alexa has been playing nurse to me for the last 48 hours.  I know she means well but she’s driving me nucking futs!” 
Jamie chuckled and motioned for Orrin to the chair opposite of her.  “So what brings you here?” 
He took his seat and exhaled deeply.  “Well first of all, I have come to thank you for saving my life and my sister’s life.  I know you must be pretty pissed at us and may even hate us for not telling you the truth.” 
“Well she saved me when I was knocked out.  So we’re even. Besides I couldn’t let you die.  And no, I don’t hate any of you. Don’t get me wrong I am angry for being kept in the dark about this whole vampire thing but it’s not the worst news for me receive.” 
“Why?” 
“Why, what?” She looked puzzled at him. 
“Why did you save me?” 
“Because I am a nurse.  I save the injured, comfort the sick, and tend to the dying.” 
“You’re more than that Jamie.  You have a special gift that not everyone has.  Not every nurse can give to other’s what you have given to me.” 
Jamie huffed in smile. “You’re just lucky I guess.” 
“Indeed I am.  But even more I am grateful to you.” 
“Why?” 
“Because you saved all of my family.  Me, Alexa, and Zander.” 
God, to hear his name just seemed like too much for her.  Jamie looked back into the night sky at the new moon and Orion’s belt. She needed to be distracted by anything. 
“Jamie, I…” 
Jamie interrupted him.  “Please Orrin, don’t.” 
“Jamie, I don’t want to cause you anymore pain than you must be in.  Please just hear me out then I’ll go.” 
“What is it?”  She turned to face him. 
“Zander loves you and needs you like breath in his lungs and blood in his veins.  You’re everything to him.  And right now you’re both hurting emotionally and physically.” 
“What do you mean?” 
“Okay see vampires, God he’s gonna kick my ass for telling you this but screw him, when we bond with someone, especially males, they form an empathic and biological connection with that other person.  For example, if your mood changes suddenly from happy to sad, Zander can sense it immediately and the same goes for you.  He told us what happened to you the night he sprung you from your house….how your dad beat you.  Well the moment your dad hurt you, Zander felt what you were feeling and he wanted to come to your aid instantly.  And when your ex-fiance molested you, every protective instinct in Zander went into overdrive.  He wanted maim your father and your ex.  Except he couldn’t.  He never wanted you to know about him and his origin.  Or even us.  He wanted to spare you all the pain in the world and give you a chance at a normal but free life.  He just never expected that he would have bonded and fall in love with you.” 
“I love him.” 
“I know you do.  Even a blind person could see it.  You have every right to feel what you feel but know this…Zander would die for you.  He would give up all he owned and all he is for you.  See growing up with Zander I got to see how he viewed relationships.  He never had a real interest in any females.  He never was with anyone long term.  He was always wrapped up in books.  He wanted to become a doctor and create things.  That was just his way.  He knew his calling when he was on his deathbed.” 
“Wait a minute, his deathbed?  I’m confused.  I thought vampires were immortal.” 
“Well technically we are.  We will live a long time pending we don’t sustain injury to a vital organ that cannot be repaired or if we’re beheaded.  You see Zander’s family were our neighbors in Europe.  When the black plague hit, his...” 
“Wait a minute, black plague?  You were alive during the plague? I also thought vampires were like the undead at least that’s only what I’ve read.” 
“Fuckin’ books and movies turn us either into killing machines or cute and twinkly.  Here’s the truth about our race.  We are alive but our hearts beat a slower rate.  We cannot contract human diseases; hence living through the plague.  We are sensitive to sunlight especially our vision but can tolerate it.  Some vampires have special powers while others don’t.  We don’t burn at the sign of crosses and garlic.  Our sense of hearing, touch, taste, and smell are much keener and sharper than your average human.  And the only way for a vampire to turn a human is if the human is on death’s door and he or she drinks vampire blood or if you both consume each other’s blood during sex.  That’s pretty much all of it in a nutshell.” 
“So who made you and Alexa?” 
“Oh no, see Alexa and I are natural born-vampires from our parents whereas Zander is a made-vampire.  All his family were killed by the plague and Zander’s mother begged my family to help her son.  They knew we were…different but they weren’t scared of us.  We all lived in harmony.  So on his mother’s death bed my family promised to care for Zander especially if he were affected by the plague which he was.  So my father changed him. Then we moved to Greece.” 
“Poor Zander, to have lost all his family.  I can only imagine the pain he went through.” 
“He loved his parents and little brother very much.  And as grateful as he was that he was alive, he hated that he had to rely on blood in order to live.  See we used humans back then, but our family didn’t drain them dry or kill them.  But as Alexa and I got older, well let’s just say we strayed away from the moral compass and went Rogue.  But it was Zander who brought us back from the brink of damnation.  He cared about his soul and ours.  So we turned to animals until he created his synthetic blood wine.” 
“God, I would have never known.”  Jamie rubbed her jaw.  Zander was completely selfless, to be a vessel for the greater good of both the human and vampiric races.  He was fucking hero. 
“Well, I hope hearing our history will help you understand Zander’s motives better.  Again not saying he was right.  He just wanted to protect you because well…he loves you.” 
“Thank you Orrin. I’m glad you told me everything.  It definitely helps knowing these things.” 
Orrin stood up from the chair.  He looked down on Zander’s mate.  “You’re welcome Jamie.  Alexa and I care about you not because your Zander’s mate but because you’re the only one this world who can save him.” 
“Save him? From who?” 
“From himself.  While self-preservation can be a good thing, it should never last for eternity.  And you came along within a matter of days you had pulled the rug out from his feet and made him care about other things that matter.  While its great work that he does, creating labs and promoting synthetic blood, he’s been lonely for the last couple hundreds of years.” 
Jamie stayed silent.  She took all that Orrin told her inward.  And everything he told her made sense and it explained Zander’s motives.  She truly believed he had no deliberate intention to hurt but to spare her.  It was time his selflessness stopped. 
“Good night Jamie.” Orrin was half way through door. 
She didn’t look back.  “Good night Orrin.”  She heard the door click shut.  Jamie knew she couldn’t walk away from Zander.  She loved him too much to not forgive him, but she too believed she needed to ask forgiveness of him.  Forgive her for being shoving his selflessness into a box and shoving in a corner.  She got up from her chair and made her way down the hall to Zander’s room.  She didn’t knock.  She just let herself in. 
Jamie found Zander curled up in a ball on top of the duvet cover.  His naked form was just as beautiful as it ever was.  She leaned over him and caressed his shoulder.   
Zander jumped at the soft contact.  He looked up to see Jamie staring at him with her big brown eyes.  “Jamie…what are you doing here?” 
She sat on the ledge of the bed, running her hand up and down his arm.  She could feel the tension in his muscles as her hand glided along his bicep.  Just as her hand ran over him, the tension seemed to seep away.  Her touch really was aiding him. 
“You need me.  How could I not come to you?” 
“Alexa told you didn’t you she?” 
“No…Orrin came and saw me.  We talked about a lot of things. And I…” 
“I don’t want your pity Jamie. Please just go.” 
“This isn’t pity.  This is me coming to my mate trying to ease his suffering as he has eased mine in the past.” 
“Your mate?”  He turned over onto his back so that he was looking up at her completely. 
“Yes, that’s what you vampire’s call each other right?  I mean isn’t mate the equivalent of husband or wife?”  Her hand was now resting on his chest not moving. 
“Jamie, you have to go.” 
“No, you need me and I need you.  So the only way you can get rid of me is if you physically haul me out of here.”  Jamie stretched out next to Zander’s form.  His body was beautiful.  She could smell his wonderful apple and lavender scent.  She nuzzled her face against his arm.   
“Jamie please, I can’t fight this…” 
“Stop, Zander.  There is nothing for you to fight anymore.  In fact, I’m done fighting it too.”  She exhaled and took in a slow steady breath. “ I love you.” She whispered. 
“What did you say?” 
“I said, I love you.” 
“Please say it again.”  His voice was pleading. 
“I love you Zander.” 
“God, I never thought I’d hear those three words ever leave your lips.” 
“Well now you have.  I am here now, you can stop being a hero trying to protect and save everyone.  This time I am here to protect you.”  Jamie draped her arm around his waist and snuggled into his side.  He had no expectations of him to tell her he loved her back.  But deep down she knew he did. 
Not wanting to waste another minute, Zander cupped Jamie’s face to meet his gaze.  Her chestnut eyes meeting his blue stare.  “I love you Jamie.” 
“I know.”  She smiled sweetly at him.  She raised herself til she was propped onto his chest.  “I understand why you did what you did.  I wish you would have told me everything when we first met the hospital.  But I’m going to put all this behind us.  I want to move forward not backward with you Zander.” 
“You still want me?” 
“How could I not? I love you, you’re my husband and cannot imagine a life without you.” 
“God, Jamie…” He leaned forward and kissed her on her forehead.  He didn’t want to press his luck. 
“Zander, are you still in pain?” 
“It’s mostly receded.  Just a few aches.  Thank you.” 
“No matter how angry I am at you and I will never leave you writhing in pain not if I can help you.” 
“I don’t deserve you Jamilah.” 
“Why did you call me Jamilah?” 
“Because that’s your true name.  It suits you.” 
“I am Mrs. Jamie Kent.  That name suits me even better.”   
“I need you Jamie.”  He reached for her pulled her atop his massive body.  
Underneath all that steely muscle, Jamie sensed his vulnerability.  She needed him with equal desire.  Zander lifted his mouth to meet hers.  His lips were soft, full and undemanding.  With his mind, he flipped the iPod on to play KC and Jojo’s Tell me it’s real.  As Jamie heard the words, she pulled back to look at Zander’s face and smiled at him.  He smiled back and didn’t want to rush things between them. She leaned her face back to his to recapture his kiss.  His arm wrapped around her torso holding her in place while his other hand became tangled in her brown waves pulling her face closer to him.  Zander caressed her lips with such care.  Felt like velvet and silk rolled into one.   
He licked at her mouth and she opened for him. His tongue slowly engaging with hers.  She tasted exquisite.  The room was beginning to fill the scent of cinnamon and vanilla.    Jamie pushed up on Zander’s chest.  She pulled the belt off her robe loose.  Zander slipped the terry cloth off her shoulder with care.  He sat up and kissed her shoulder while his hand cupped her breast slowly massaging her.  Jamie moaned as his fingers kneaded her flesh.   
The other half of her robe just magically slipped off her shoulder.  Zander pulled it off her back and tossed it to the floor.  No words were passed between them.  In this tender moment, none were needed. 
Zander pulled Jamie back to his body.  Jamie’s legs wrapped around Zander’s waist.  She could feel his hard shaft pressed against her inner thigh begging for entrance.  In a quick dip and twist, Zander found the entrance to Jamie’s satin cave.  The heat coming from her core was a delicious welcoming mat.  He slipped inside of her.  Inching his way slowly into feeling every ridge of her inner flesh.   
Jamie and Zander’s began to move slowly against each other.  Flesh against flesh.  Zander pulled Jamie closer as her hips rocked against him.  Each thrust sending vibrations up and down his spine.  He loved the friction their bodies created.   His lips beginning to move more urgently against hers like she was the last drink of water in a desert.  His need for her was more desperate than air or blood. Jamie was all he would ever need. 
Jamie sensed his need for her.  She gave herself freely to him.  Whatever her mate needed, she damn well made sure he got it.  She wrapped her arms around his thick neck pulling him closer threading her fingers through his blonde hair.  Just when she thought she would fly apart, Zander growled loudly came into her core violently.  She milked his orgasm and in doing so kicked off her own orgasm.   
The orgasm seemed to go and on between until finally they both stilled until all that could be heard was soft breathing.  Zander fell back against the pillows pulling Jamie down with him.  Their sweaty bodies remained in that position cocooned in their blanket of love. 
The loud buzzing and humming noise vibrated on the night stand on Zander’s night stand.  One BUZZ…two BUZZ…three BUZZ.   Zander grunted as that annoying buzz would not stop.  Jamie’s naked body was draped across his torso.  Her breathing light and even.  He reached over for his phone and flipped it open not bothering to look at the caller ID. 
“This better be good.”  His groggy voice answered. 
“Farid has disappeared.”  Zalin gravely spoke. 
Zander’s eyes flashed wide at those three words.  “Where is he?” 
“I don’t know.  My men can’t seem to find any leads.  He must have slipped out of the capital during the middle of the night.” 
“Dammit!  Stay on it Zalin.  I want that prick caught.” 
“Consider it done, my friend.” 
“You’re never gonna believe this Zalin. We were attacked by Rogues here at the Tasso’s.  The same ones that attacked me my first night in Al Manamah.”  
“Shit.  Zander this isn’t good.  How the hell did they find you?” 
“I don’t know.  They must have tracked us from the airport.” 
“What the hell do they want with you?” 
“I don’t know, but their attack was not random.  Someone is over them.” 
“I have a very bad feeling about this.” 
“I’m sharing that sentiment Zalin.  But I can’t do anything until I get back to the states and meet up with Morgan and Lailani.” 
“Who’s Lailani?” 
“His wife.” 
“No kidding! Morgan that ol’ bastard!”  Zalin laughed hard.  “So what family is his wife from?” 
“She’s not from the aristocracy.  She’s human.”  Zander would share the Morgan/Lailani story another time.  “I’ll share that story with you another time.” 
“Fuck me. You serious?” 
“As serious as Jamie is my wife.” 
“Well hot damn.  Good for him.  ‘Bout time both you two clowns settled down.” 
“Yeah tell me about it.” 
“By the way, how’s Jamie?” 
“She’s fine.  She knows the truth.” 
“She knows everything?” 
“Everything…she even knows about you.” 
“How did she take it?” 
“Surprisingly, well.  At first, she’s couldn’t believe it.  And boy, she was pissed but mostly hurt that I didn’t tell her the truth from the get-go.” 
“Uh…yeah hello!  Where is she now?” 
“Right here next to me, naked and curled up on her side.” 
Silence breathed into the phone.  Zalin wasn’t quite sure what to say next.  Zander seemed to have covered it all.  He cleared his throat.  “Well then I guess she’s forgiven you.” 
Zander smiled and somehow Zalin knew.  “You could say that.”  He chuckled. 
“Well then, I’ll get back to having the capital surveyed.  The moment I hear anything about Farid’s whereabouts I’ll call.  In the meantime, you better get back to the states; make your marriage legal.  Give Morgan my best when you see him.” 
“Thanks for checking in Zalin.  I’ll be touch. Bye.”  Zander flipped the phone shut and returned to the night stand.  Jamie stirred as he shifted in the bed.  She sighed deeply into his chest while tightening her grip around his waist. 
“Hi, looks like someone’s awake.” 
She smiled while keeping her lids down.  “Morning.  How long have you been up?” 
“Not long.  You sleep well?” 
“I slept so great.  Some of the best sleep I’ve had.” She slowly raised her eye lids. 
“I can’t take all the credit.  You were there too.”  He smiled his sexy to her flashing his pearly whites. 
“I suppose you got a point there.” 
“Oh there’s a point alright.”  Now the air began to fill with his scent swirling with hers. 
“Let me see if I can ease your suffering.”  Jamie reached through the sheets to find’s Zander’ shaft hard and it was ready to go.  She gripped his hard length and began to stroke up and down. 
Zander moaned at the immediate contact.  His fingers curled around the edge of sheet.  What his wife could do with her hands…Jamie scooted down the bed and yanked the sheets away from their bodies.  She started kissing his chest and raking over his skin with her nails she continued to massage him. 
“Jamie, don’t stop, that feels…” 
At the next moment, Jamie brought the tip of his shaft to her lips.  Her tongue came out of hiding and began to tease him.  Zander jerked at the sensitive contact.  Never in a million did he imagine this could feel SOOOO good.  Jamie took him in her mouth running her tongue all over his thickness.  He tasted wonderful.  She then added her hand and began to work him back and forth between her mouth and fist. 
Zander thought he was gonna lose it. God, his female knew just what to do.  But pleasure is not hers to give but also to receive.  Abruptly, he sat up and grabbed her torso and slid her body up to his face.  He looped his arms around her thighs.  His face just inches away from her hot core. 
“Zander…what are you…Oh God!”  Her protests were silenced and he slipped his tongue upward.  Jamie’s hands shot out against the wall to steady herself as Zander began his ministrations on her honey hole.   
Zander went to work on Jamie’s core tasting her sweetness.  His tongue rolled on the outside of her soft skin and then back to the center.  He came in contact with her clit and drew her into his mouth sucking her, lapping her honey while grasping her thighs harder. 
“That’s it right there…oh oh oh…I’m..”  Jamie couldn’t even get the words out.  She climaxed at the next slick sweep of Zander’s tongue against her wet flesh.  He helped her ride out the waves of ecstasy as her hips bucked against his face.  Her mind lost in the white heat of passion. 
He slowly slid Jamie down his chest and laid her onto her stomach.  “I wanna take you from behind.”   
“Yes, please.”  It sounded more like a beg.  She raised her hips and could feel Zander’s large hands on her hips.  His hard shaft ready to meet the gates of paradise.  He slid forward until he was to the hilt of her.  In one last thrust, he was all the way in.  He wanted to savor every sensation and noise that came out of his wife. 
They seemed to have gotten lost in the throes of passion.  At the next, moment their breathing was labored and ragged as they both came.  It felt so wonderful being next to your mate knowing that it is you that is causing their heart to race and blood pressure to rise. 
Jamie rolled of onto her side tucking into Zander’s arms.  It felt so good coming together each time they made love.  Now, Zander was in her heart, body, and soul.  She had found her soul mate. 
Wetting his dry lips, Zander kissed Jamie’s temple.  “How about a nice hot shower to relax all those sore muscles?” 
“Do promise to wash my back?” 
“Oh yeah, anywhere you want baby.”  He smiled that sexy smile of his flashing his fangs. 
Jamie looked intently at his fangs for the first time and realized how much of turn on they were especially when Zander would run his fang down her neck and back.  It sent erotic chills down her spine just thinking about it. 
Zander looked her puzzled.  “What’s wrong baby?” 
“Nothing, just admiring your special teeth.” She winked at him. 
“They don’t creep you out or bother you?” 
“Are you kidding?  They suit you and I like the way you run them down my flesh.  It gives me goosebumps.” 
“Well in that case….” Zander started to tickle Jamie and make snarling noises like he was gonna gobble her up.  Yeah, the guy has turned into a total sap. 
“Okay okay, I give you up.  You win.”  He quit tickling her the moment she submitted to him.  Jamie stretched and heard he neck pop. 
“Time for a shower.”  Zander scooped up Jamie and brought her into the bathroom.  He was going to give her a shower she would never forget. 
The phone rang once again. Zander was getting tired of hearing that vibrating contraption. Although it was his life line to Zalin, Morgan, and issues regarding his labs, it keeps interrupting his time with Jamie. He just finished taking a steamy shower with his beautiful Middle Eastern wife. He wasn't ready for it to abruptly end.  
　 
Jamie stood in front of the mirror and toweled the remaining water from her glistening skin. "Answer the phone, Zander. It's okay. I don't expect for you to devote all your time to me." She winked at him. Little drops of water fell from her wet strands onto her thigh as it was hitched on the side of the tub. 
　 
Just staring at her like that made Zander want her wet all over again and not just for the shower once again. "Please give me good news." He answered the phone not bothering to look at the caller ID. 
　 
"Well what is your definition of good news?" Morgan's deep voice resonated into the phone. 
　 
"Hey buddy, thought you were Zalin calling with an update." 
　 
"Update? Forester wants going on?" Out of nowhere Morgan heard the name 'Zander' being shouted out informing that him that she was going downstairs to get something to eat. "Who's Zander?" 
　 
"It's my nickname, Morgan." 
　 
"Really? All these years we spent together, never once have you ever told me that you had a nickname. So what's Zander short for?" 
　 
"Alexander. My mom used to call me Zander when I was a child."  
　 
That was one topic Morgan always knew to avoid with Forester/Zander. He had a hard time talking about his human family before he was turned and rarely ever mentioned them. 
　 
As if Zander knew what Morgan was thinking out of respect, he spoke first. "It's okay Morgan. You can call me Zander or Forester." He ran his through his damp, blonde hair out of his eyes and searched for his glasses on the bathroom counter. 
　 
"Hey, I don't want to disrespect your wishes or anything my friend." 
　 
"No, its okay. It really is." 
　 
"I guess this female of yours has really made an impact." Morgan smiled through the phone. 
　 
"As corny as this is gonna sound, but it's true. Jamie has completely changed me." 
　 
"I can see that. See...bonding to a female is not that bad after all." Morgan chuckled. 
　 
"No, I was such an idiot to think I didn't want a female in life. I know understand what it is you felt when you bonded to Lailani." 
　 
"Powerful stuff my friend. Powerful stuff. Listen, when you coming home Zander?" 
　 
"I'm chartering my plane to depart for tomorrow morning at 5 a.m. We should land sometime in the afternoon, pending no delays." 
　 
"Great! We will pick you and your bride up. We have so much to talk about." 
　 
"Sounds great. I look forward to seeing you guys again." 
　 
"One question...does your bride know yet?"  Zander understood the hidden meaning in Morgan’s tone. 
　 
"Yes, I told her everything. You were right. You all were right." 
　 
"Good, I'm glad to hear that. What made you change your mind?" 
　 
Zander really didn't want tell his best friend what was doing. It was bad enough the Tasso's got involved. He didn't want to involve Morgan especially Lailani. "We were attacked by the same two Rogues who shanked me my first night in the capital." 
　 
"For chrissakes Zander! Why didn't you call me? I would've come to your aid. What about the Tasso's?" 
　 
"Everyone is fine, calm down! Jamie actually saved all of us in some way.  She should have gone to medical school." 
　 
"Damn, Zander. Well hurry up and get your ass back to the states because I need you to coach me on childbirth. You're the doctor." 
　 
It took Zander a minute to compute what his best friend just told him. "Childbirth...holy shit...you mean you and Lailani are..." 
　 
"Yup that's right. We are expecting a baby in the next 5-6 months.” 
“When did you find out?” 
“Well Lailani has suspected it for some time but I had no clue.  She took 7 pregnancy tests to confirm it.” 
“Seven?” 
“Well, one for her and six for me.”  Morgan laughed. 
“Well, how are you adjusting to the news?” 
“The truth?  I'm scared shitless. I have no clue what to do and Lailani...hell she's taking it like champ. We’re expanding the villa so I had the contractor came out last week to draw up some plans. Lailani's already picked out the baby furniture and now she's having weird ass cravings.” 
“Oh yeah, like what?” 
“Zander, she hates pickles...hates them. Everytime she goes through a drive thru for a hamburger she tells she's allergic to them just ensure they don't put them on. Well for the last three days all she wants to eat is fried pickles and ranch dressing and watermelon. I don't know if thats human cravings or the vampire cravings. Either way it's creeping me out." 
　 
"Wow! Morgan Hawthorne. You're gonna be a dad.  I think I like you in that role." 
　 
"Honestly? I am terrified but so happy at the same time. I feel like I've been blessed with more than I deserve. First, Lailani and now a child. I don't know how to react to all the good fortune. I hate saying this but I feel as if I should be waiting for the other shoe to drop." 
　 
"My friend, you're gonna be a great dad. Your father was a bastard when you were growing up and Edgar wasn't any better. But you've had Griffin these last 100 years and he's been the best father figure to you. He's been the best example of what a dad should be. Plus you have Lailani's parents, me and now Jamie. What a minute...have you guys told her folks yet? Naturally, they don't know your origin right?" 
　 
"We told them a few days ago. Her parents are thrilled they're gonna be grandparents. Lailani and I have decided to continue to keep my origin to ourselves. And as for our child, well we know she, yeah Lailani's already told me we’re having a girl, she will be a hybrid vampire, but whether or not she will bear the mark of the slayer we won't know til she's born and as for how much blood or how often she will need blood, we won't know that either til she's born and gets older." 
　 
"So much has happened since I've been gone." Zander brushed his damp hair with brush.  He paused for a moment. "This was the news you wanted share with me on the plane, isn't it?" 
　 
"Yeah, it is.  But it didn’t seem like the proper time so I decided to hold off.” 
Zander flipped into doctor mode.  “What has the doctor(s) said?  Who is she seeing?”  Vampire pregnancies weren’t so different from human ones but the labor was much more intense.  But if you could a get a physician who specialized in vampire pregnancies on the side the better. 
“She’s seeing Dr. Steinburg.”  Zander recognized that name.  He was the vampire doctor who was known throughout the aristocracy and came highly reputable.  “I did some consulting work for him last spring.  He ever told me if I ever needed a special doctor to look him up so that’s what we’ve done.  Lailani seems to like him.  He says that her pregnancy is proceeding along nicely.  But the biggest question is whether or not the baby will turn to Lailani as a blood source while in utero.  Unfortunately, time will tell.” 
Zander sensed Morgan’s concern for his wife.  “Well what if it does?  Is Lailani prepared for that?” 
“We’ve discussed it.  She knows that she must have transfusions if that becomes the case or worst case scenario she knows she’ll have to drink blood.  She’s not too keen on the idea but she said she will do anything to keep our baby alive and bring her safely into the world. 
“Damn even pregnant she’s still a fighter.” 
“I know, I didn’t think I could love her more but I was wrong.  I love her more and more each day.  But on the bright side, she has cut her case load down at Haven House and is working less and douche-bag Sam can get over that.  He’s really gonna hate it when Lailani goes on maternity leave for the first 3 months.  But we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.” 
“Well you’ve got a lot to get done before the baby comes.  Tell me, have you guys picked out name yet?” 
“Yeah.  Maleah Katherine Hawthorne.” 
“Beautiful.” 
 
 
 
 
“I thought so too.  She wanted our daughter to have something from my family.  My mother’s name was Katherine.”   
“Man if you thought you loved her before, man you’re floored with her now.” 
“Like I said, she amazes me every day.  I can’t wait for Maleah to be born so she can see how wonderful her mom is.”  There was a sniffle. 
“Dude, are you crying?” 
Morgan cleared his throat.  “No.  Shut up.  Anyway call us when you’re 30 minutes from landing and we will pick you guys up. 
“Will do.  By the way you’re such a sissy.” 
“For that, I owe you an asswhooping.”  The call ended. 
Zander chuckled to himself and believed that somehow he knew Morgan would get him back.   
Klaus flipped his phone shut and cursed damn near breaking it.  He raked his hand over his scruffy, beard growth and took a seat on a log. 
“So what’s your problem?”  Dimitri emerged from the trees, zipping up his fly. 
“What do you think Doc Obvious?”  He retorted. 
“Things not go well Arthur?”  Dimitri tracked his own footsteps carefully. 
“You think?”  Great, another not so smart vampire. 
“Well, what he did say?” 
“It wasn’t so much as what he said but what he didn’t say?” 
“Okay, well what didn’t he say?” 
“Oh that if we fail again, we’re as good as dead.  He just didn’t tell me how he was gonna kill us.  Hell, he could torture us for days if pleases him.” 
“Not good.”  Dimitri took a seat next to Klaus. 
“No shit!  He’s giving us a week to kill Kent and get a bead on the slayer.  He wants us to begin to in Florida.” 
“Why Florida?” 
“Because that is where he last felt Khan’s presence.  He believes that’s where Khan met his fate.” 
“Alright, we kill Kent, but what about Kent’s female and that stupid human who’s chasing her? 
“We dispose of them both.  No loose ends.  Arthur would send his best assassins after us if he knew more were involved ‘cause then we look incompetent.” 
“When do we leave?” 
“I’ve made the arrangements.  We leave tomorrow night.” 
“What about the Tasso’s?” 
“If I know Alexa, she’ll be accompanying them back to the states.  I’ll deal with her when we get Kent.” 
“And her brother?”  Dimitri stood up and brushed the debris from his backside. 
“We stop back here when we return with news for Arthur.”  They flashed out of the woods and into the night. 
“Run…Zander, Run!!!”  Jamie sat straight up drenched in sweat.  She looked around the library and noticed that the room was dim. She pushed some of the damp stands behind her ear.  Her skin felt sticky.  She must have fallen asleep on the couch reading after grabbing some lunch. 
At once the French doors flew up, Alexa rushed in like a thunderbolt.  “Jamie, what is it?  Are you okay?”  She knelt to her friend’s side just as her phone rang.   
Jamie took a deep breath, “Yeah, just a bad dream.  It was nothing.” 
Alexa’s eye brows cinched together.  “Like I told Zander, you can’t BS a BS-er. Now talk.”  She said sweetly in a stern tone. 
“You might want to get that.”  Jamie nodded toward the never-ending ringing coming from Alexa’s hip. 
Alexa flipped her phone open. “Hello, no Zander she’s fine.  She had a bad dream is all.  No, no, I’m right next to her.”  Jamie shook her head and Alexa understood her silent gesture.  “Finish up your business with George and we will see you at dinner.  Okay, okay.  Yes…would you get off already.  I got this!”  She snapped her phone shut and let out a breath.  “Bonded males…”  She smiled. 
“Thanks.  I wasn’t ready to talk to him just yet.  I just need collect my thoughts.  Besides he worries too much.” 
“Well that’s what happens with bonded male vampires.” 
“What do you mean?” 
“Before I answer that question, you answer mine.”  Alexa sat next Jamie on the couch and flipped the side lamp on. 
“It really was just a bad dream.”  Jamie repositioned her legs to sit indian-style. 
“Tell me anyway.” 
“There just like snapshots, it’s all blurry.  But I see a gun pointed and there’s blood and I’m calling for Zander but I can’t move and I can’t find him.”  She looked away into the distant. 
“Probably some aftershock of what’s happened over the last couple of days.” 
“That’s my guess.  Anyway, now your turn.  What did you mean?  I know alittle about vampires from what Orrin told me.” 
“Okay, so than you understand the biological and empathic connection you two have with one another?”  Jamie nodded her head and pursed her lips.  “Zander will know what’s going on with you at all times and the same for you.  You’ll be able sense changes in him.  Try it…concentrate and just think about Zander and tell me what you feel.” 
Jamie closed her eyes and took a deep breath.  She could feel the tension in her body leaving and muscles began to relax.  She could sense that Zander occupied and worried about Jamie but could not detect anything negative.  “Wow.  That was…” 
“Pretty neat huh…  Yup when male vampires bond to their mates, this kind of stuff happens.”   
Jamie got comfortable on the couch. She had some questions that needed answers.  Mind as well get her feet wet and learn as much as she could about vampire bonding. Her husband was a vampire and those closest to her were vampires too.  
"Alright, so bonding is some serious business for us vampires. Nothing to mess around with."  
"How so?"  
"See when a vampire tries to fight the bonding process; it creates a backfire so to speak. When vampires reject or don't accept their mates then those individuals feel pain physically and emotionally. It's not a pleasant experience. And the only way to stop it is by reuniting with your mate. I hear reunification can be...fun. It's the vampire version of make-up sex." Alexa smiled coyishly at Jamie. 
　 
Jamie blushed alittle bit; knowing that Alexa most likely heard the 'reunification' between her and Zander. "So do you have a mate?" 
　 
"Me? Pfft. No way! No one can tame this beast." Alexa pointed to herself and smiled. 
　 
"Have you ever had a mate?" 
　 
"I've hooked up with a couple of vampires and humans over the years. But nothing like you and Zander. When a vampire bonds, it’s for life." 
　 
"What does that mean?" 
　 
"Basically, the tie between those individuals doesn't sever unless one of them dies and when that happens at times the other person passes shortly after. If they don't, then they feel like a part of them is missing and essentially there is." 
　 
"If a mate dies, do vampires take on another one?" 
　 
"Some do and some don't. It really depends. At times, bonding again to someone new causes a lot of guilt and they face a difficult time but somehow it all manages to work out. 
　 
"Do male and female vampires bond the same?” 
“There are some similar characteristics but usually males are more aggressive than females.” 
“Why?” 
"See when vampire males bond to a female whether it's to human female or vampire female, they become very territorial and extremely protective of their mate or mates. Some male vampires take more than one mate, while female vampires usually only take one." 
“That sounds a bit sexist to me.” 
“It is unfortunately.  But that is the way the vampiric race operates.  Don’t get me wrong females can get aggressive with other females especially if they are all bonded to the same male.  But more riots and even deaths occur if multiple males are vying for the affections of one female.  Vampire females accept this as a fact of life for them.  But, evolution is always at work.  That is the why of it.” 
Jamie absorbed all the information like a sponge.  She was glad Alexa was educating her on the ways of vampires.  Knowledge is power. 
“Have you ever wanted to bond with Zander?”  That question came out of nowhere, but was somehow expected. 
Alexa wanted to answer that question truthfully, but didn’t want to hurt Jamie.  “At one point, I had a ‘crush’ on him.  He was the epitome of what I thought a male should be…still is.  But he wasn’t my type in truth.  I am way too spontaneous and impulsive.  Zander loved books and science and still does.  It makes so much sense that he would bond to someone like you Jamie.  You share interests with him that no other female ever has.” 
“Can I ask you a personal question?” 
“As I could really stop you…” Alexa’s gaze narrowed. 
“Have you and Zander every…” Jamie didn’t get a chance to say her next word. 
“No.  We never slept together.  And the answer to your next question is we never even kissed.” 
“Sorry for being nosy.  It’s really none of my business who Zander’s been with in the past.” 
“No, Jamie you have every right to ask me this, and if anything did happen between us I would have told you.  Enough secrets have been kept from you.”  She smiled lightly. 
“Thank you Alexa.  That means a lot to me.” 
“You’re welcome.  Like Zander says, we really are like brother and sister.  All three of us.  Is there anything else you’d like to ask or want to know about vampires?” 
“No, I think I’m good.  But if I think of anything.  I’ll be sure to come straight to you.” 
Silence somehow existed between the two women.   Alexa broke it.  “Ya know, I had a good feeling about you when I first met you.” 
“Oh yeah, I think I was kinda a bitchy toward you.  Sorry.”   
“Pfft.  Don’t apologize.  Here you are with your husband and some female is rolling up on him with hugs and kisses.  I respected the hell outta especially when you shook my hand.  I knew right there that you were bonded to Zander.” 
“How did you know?” 
“Just a feeling I had.  After knowing Zander all these years, I got the feeling you were very protective of him just as he was protective of you.  Bonded mates just send off that kind of vibe that vampires can detect.” 
“This is off topic, but does Orrin have a mate?” 
“Nope.  He is likely not going to bond. Or if he does he’s likely to keep it to himself.” 
“Why is that?” 
“There are some things that siblings know about each other that others don’t.  Know what I mean?” 
Jamie bit her lip as she pondered what Alexa was referring to.  She couldn’t seem to understand what Alexa was referring to you.  She shook her head. 
“Orrin is gay.” 
“Oh, he is?” 
“Yeah, he is.  He doesn’t think that I know.  But I do. I may be his fraternal twin, but I’m still his sister.  I’ve always known.” 
Okay dumb question time, “Do male vampires bond to other men?  Sorry, this is coming out wrong.” 
“No it’s fine. Yeah males can bond to other males and the same goes for females.  But like with human race, there are those who aren’t accepting of homosexuality.  There are just some issues that will always remain issues not matter what race you’re from.” 
“I know in Islam it is absolutely forbidden.  But, I don’t see the world strictly in the way of Islam.  Even before I met Zander.  I have always accepted the different.  I think it’s mostly because I always knew I was different.” 
“See I knew I liked you.”  Alexa smile big. 
“Well I hope you tell Orrin someday that you know.” 
“One day.  But no matter who he picks, he’s still my big brother.  Nothing can ever change that.” 
Orrin had been overhearing the females talk for the last couple of minutes.  The moment he heard what Alexa said silent tears fell from his face.  He’s wanted to come clean to his sister for so long now.  And all this time, she always knew and loved him anyway.  He knew then that there was truly nothing he couldn’t tell his sister.  As he heard the women shift around, he made a dash into the kitchen.  He didn’t want to intrude on them anymore than he had, but when he left, he left with a tender smile on his face and peace in his heart. 
“You’re a terrific sister.  I wish I had that kind of relationship with my siblings.” 
“You weren’t close with your siblings? I thought Middle Eastern culture was very family oriented.” 
“Not really, at least not my family.  I was never really close with my siblings and vice versa.  I grew up kind of isolated from my family.  My nose in books, wanting to study and work.  My brothers and sisters were more interested in pleasing my folks than I was.” 
“That’s got to be hard growing up without being close to family.” 
“At times, it was.  But now it seems I am surrounded by an abundance of close family.”  Jamie said as she no longer regarded the past but looked toward the future. 
Alexa grasped Jamie’s hand and squeezed.  “You are family Jamie.  I see you as a sister. Someone who I could confide in with my deepest secret.  Someone I could trust my life and the life of my brothers with.  You are very special Jamie just as Orrin and Zander have said.” 
A tear fell from Jamie’s eye.  This was her family.  Her true family.  There were many things that made people family, blood not always being the most important factor. 
“Well I should go check with Jacobs to see what he will be cooking tonight.”  Alexa stood up and stretched her slender body like a cat. 
“Oh, I’m cooking dinner tonight.”  Jamie stood up with her. 
“You are?  Well whatcha making?” 
“Some traditional Middle Eastern food.  Basmati rice, beef and cheese sambusa and knafa.” 
“I have no idea what that is but it sounds delicious.” 
“Thanks for the talk Alexa.” 
“No problem.”  The women embraced and walked hand and hand toward the kitchen to bug Jacobs. 
Jamie was standing in the kitchen cleaning up the remaining dishes. She cooked a meal that even the Sultan himself would be asking her for her recipes. She received loaded compliments from Zander, the Tasso's, the household staff, and even Jacobs gave her a standing ovation. She rolled up her sleeves and tucked loose strands of her behind her ear.  
As she flipped the water on, she jumped. 
"Boo." Zander from behind and tickled her side. 
"Arrgh! Don't do that you freak!" She elbowed him behind her. 
"Aww, I'm sorry. I thought I'd come in her and lend a hand to you. Dinner was fantastic. I never had...whatever it was you made." He smiled coyishly at her. 
Jamie looked back at her husband. She smiled in response to his teasing. "I've got it. Besides, I used to cook all the time in my home. I kinda miss it. We had a big kitchen, a two pantries filled with racks of spices and cookbooks, dried vegetables. You name it my kitchen had it." 
"Is that where you developed your affinity for cooking?" 
She nodded and hmmed. "I learned from the cooks in our house. They were always willing to show me how. My parents encouraged me to learn." 
"At least that's one of the few things, they did right by you." 
"Well, they wanted me to learn how to cook for my future husband and in laws when I married." 
Zander looked at her in complete amazement; simultaneously he wanted to pounce her parents.  His protective instincts kicked in.  They may have provided their daughter a home, food, clothing, a great education, allowed her to work, but they deprived her of the most important necessity of all...their love.  No more.  Zander would make sure that Jamie had his love for all the days of her life.  Her life… 
They haven’t had that discussion about yet.  Of course, it will not be the most pleasant conversation to have but at some point in their future; they were going to have to hammer it out. 
“Well, Jamie if you don’t ever want to pick up another kitchen utensil when we get home to the states, I will not never hold it against you.”  He kissed the side of her cheek and leaned into the crook of her neck. 
She slightly turned to face him.  “Oh, no Zander.   Believe it or not I love to cook.  It brings me joy to cook a meal that people enjoy especially if it’s you.” 
“Well then, I won’t ever stop you unless you try to burn my house down.”  He chuckled lightly. 
“Whatever, I haven’t burned anything since I was 10.  I am quite accomplished in the kitchen.”  She went back to rinsing the plates. 
“Oh, you’re accomplished in more areas than you think.”  His scent filling the air. 
Jamie caught the lavender and apple mixture.  She inhaled deeply and smiled.  “Well, thank you husband of mine.  You’re not so bad yourself.”  She winked at him.  “So tell me, what time is our flight tomorrow?” 
“Early, 5 a.m.”  He stepped back and leaned against the island counter pushing his hair from his eyes. 
“"5 a.m.?" Jamie paused at the sink. It just hit her that she was really leaving this part of the world and heading to America. She was leaving behind her hospital and all the staff, she was leaving her childhood home and family. But somehow, she wasn't saddened at all. Well not sad in feeling regret for her choices. Just sad that she couldn't share her immense happiness with them. 
But as the old saying goes, 'life goes on.' And on Jamie knew she would go. 
"Hello, earth to Jamie." Zander gave her alil nudge. 
"Oh, sorry." She looked back down at the sink and finished scrubbing the frying pan. 
"Hey, where did you go?" 
"Nowhere." 
"Jamie, come on now. You can tell me." 
"I was thinking about how much I am looking forward to my new life in the states. I can't wait to meet your other friends and start looking for a job. I really want to get back to working with patients. They seem to give me purpose and make my life meaningful and..." Jamie stopped mid-sentence, turned to face Zander. 
"Oh, Zander I'm sorry. I didn't mean that my life...." 
Zander silenced Jamie with his lips. He smiled against her soft mouth. "I know what you meant. Worry not." 
"Please, forgive me. I..." 
"Ssshhhh, enough. Everything is fine between us. Well except one thing..." 
Jamie raised one her eyebrows. "And that would be what my good sir?" 
"You working. You don't need to work...ever. I make more than enough to provide for you, me, and the 10 kids we'll have." He smiled at her. 
"But I want to work. You know that I love what I do and I...wait a minute! 10 kids?" Now both eyebrows were raised and a big O was formed around her mouth. She looked too cute for words. 
"Yeah 10 kids...not enough you want more?" 
"Uh..er..." Okay kids was something that they had never discussed.  
"I'm sorry Jamie. I shouldn't have sprung this on you like that. I should have asked you about kids first of all and secondly, you're right I can't deny your desire to work. I want to make you happy. So whether it's a hospital or a clinic, I'll support your decision. But I don't have to like it right?" He pouted his lip. What a sap! 
"No, you don't have to like it but thank you for respecting my decision. And as far as kids go between us, I don't have a preference one way or another. If I get pregnant wonderful, if I don't then that's okay too.  As long as I have you, I can't complain. Because it is YOU, Zander who saved me from hell." She stepped on her tip-toes to reach his lips. 
Zander leaned down and kissed her deeply. Each time they kissed it amazed him. He had never known a female so content with simple things. All she wanted was to be loved and accepted. Hell, he would see that she'd have it. 
Before the kissing got out of control, Jamie broke their seal and insisted they go upstairs for more "privacy." Jamie washed the last dish and dried her hands. Zander used his mind control to flip off the lights. They left the kitchen hand in hand. 
As they rounded the corner, they bumped into Orrin. His wounds were healed just a few pink streaks remained. His bruises were nothing more than a shadow. 
"You're looking good." Zander said. 
"Yeah, thanks. Can't keep this pretty face down." 
"Always the arrogant bastard." 
"You'd better believe it. Now that Alexa has stopped playing nurse to me, I feel like my balls can breathe." 
"How colorful Orrin!" Jamie cringed a smile. 
"Hey now vampire balls gotta breath like humans too. Can't have our style cramped up too much." 
"You are a mess Orrin." Zander pulled Jamie into his side. 
"Listen, you guys have a safe trip back to the states. As soon as the things get in order here, I promise Alexa and I will come for a visit. Besides, I'm overdue for a vacation. I need to be amongst the beautiful people." He flipped the collar of his shirt up like the pimp he was. 
"Please come see us soon. I will miss you guys very much. I feel like I'm leaving my family." 
"That's because you are. We will always be family. No one can break that. You saved my sister and me and for that we owe you a debt that can never be repaid." He made a slight bow to her. 
"Orrin, you and Alexa owe me nothing. Even if she did, your sister bravely fought to keep that creep Klaus away from me. Besides, the best thing that could ever be given back is standing right here next to me." She looked up at her husband in adoration. 
Zander blushed at her comments. He never blushes. Well with Jamie, Zander will be experiencing a lot of firsts.  
"Zander, you're blushing? God, what a sap!" He jabbed him in shoulder. 
"Ouch! Just you wait and see when you bond to someone who makes you feel 10 feet tall and all you want to do is protective and love them, then you'll see and look who will be calling who a sap." 
"Yeah, not gonna happen." For nonobvious reasons, he thought. 
"Yes, it will happen. And it won't matter to me, Jamie, or even Alexa who it is as long as that individual loves you the way you love them." Zander grasped his shoulder and nodded. 
Orrin thought he would break down.  Even Zander knew…he was still loved and accepted.  He knew for certain that no matter where life brought him he would never have to fear losing his family. 
“Thank you, my friends.  Well, I think I will turn in now.  See you both in the morning when we take you the airport.”  Orrin hugged Jamie and shook Zander’s hand and strode upstairs to bed. 
Jamie yawned and turned into Zander’s shoulder.  In one quick scoop, she lay draped in his arms.  “Orrin had the right idea…sleepy time.” 
She nodded as her head rested on his shoulder.  Jamie was zonked out before Zander got to their room.  He smiled as he put his lovely wife to bed looking forward to all the nights he would get to do this 
Farid locked his front door to his home. Just as he picked up his suitcase, two large shadows appeared out of thin air. 
“Geez, you scared me. What the hell do you want?” 
Dimitri stepped forward and stared him down and growled, giving him the kind of look that would shut a grizzly bear up. “Don’t forget what you’re supposed to do!” 
“I will check in with you after I secure a room and then meet with you in a couple days at…” He looked down at the scribbled paper. 
	“Biotech Industries, 5873 Hyde Park Circle.” 
“Don’t fuck it up, asshole or you’ll never see that female again.” Klaus snarled. 
“It isn’t wise to threaten me you bastards. Do you know who I am?!?” He retorted. 
Farid was not sharpest tool in the shed. With lighting speed, Dimitri grabbed him by his throat and began to squeeze. Farid gasped for air tightening his hands around Dimitri’s clutches in attempt to get himself free. 
“I don’t think you know who you’re fucking with. You speak that way to me once more and I’ll snap you in two you miserable piece of shit!” Dimitri applied more pressure to the point where the bones began to sound like they were crunching. 
“Drop him Dimitri.” Klaus ordered. 
Dimitri loosened his grip and dropped Farid on the steps. “Here is the number you are to call. Be in touch or you will regret it dearly.” Klaus hissed. And then vanished. 
Farid coughed hard in an attempt to suck oxygen into his lungs. These two brutes meant business and he was determined to get Jamilah back so he would agree to anything. He pushed himself off the ground and dusted his pants off just as his taxi pulled up. He grabbed his bag and got into the cab and headed for the airport. 
He was furious to have to go through all this trouble for one woman…ONE! He had a dozen families trying to pawn their daughters off onto him; but he wanted Jamilah, daughter of Badi Madani. His parents told him that he must marry someone from a respectable home but someone who was in the position of power. The Madani family had worked with Saleh’s on several contracts. Therefore, their networth combined between both families would make the one of the wealthiest families in Bahrain. 
But, money was not the only driving force for Farid, possession above all, not love or kindness, and companionship was his belief system. No one stole anything from him…NO ONE. 
He left a note for his family informing that he’s going on ‘holiday’ to London and for them not to bother him. He phoned the Madani family giving the same instructions. Both families would respect his wishes. They would not contact unless he wanted to be contacted. He would not come back unless it was with Jamilah….dead or alive. 
“Get up sleepyhead!” Jamie pushed Zander’s shoulders as he sleepily in bed. He grumbled and flopped over onto his side pulling the duvet over his head. “Oh, no Mr. 5 a.m. is our flight, get out of bed!” She yanked the covers off his body. 
“Jamie, 15 more minutes please.” He patted around for the sheet to cover himself up with. 
“Uh…no! Get up. I’ve already had my shower and am packed up. Besides, I did let you sleep an extra 30 minutes. It’s 4 a.m.” 
Zander turned over and lifted one of his eyelids. “You do realize I have my own plane and pilot. If we’re late its okay.” 
“Yes, I am aware of that but we need to get a move on. I am sure your lab in the states has matters that need your attention. Besides, don’t we have date with a justice of the piece or notary to get married?” 
Zander gazed up at her. “You still want to go through with it?” 
Jamie sat on the edge of the bed and interlaced her fingers with his. “Of course, I do. You’re my husband. I love you. I want to be tied to you every way possible.” 
“I didn’t think it was possible but you amaze me more and more with each passing day. I am so blessed to have you as my mate and wife.” He pulled her down to his chest and engulfed his arms around her body. She was everything to him, his soft landing in the aggressive world he belonged, his calming when the storm hits, his protector from evil. His Jamie…his guardian. 
Jamie nestled against feeling his warmth and love through their mating connection. This is what love is supposed to be about between lovers. She couldn’t imagine a more perfect union. She was thankful to Allah for looking out the window that dusky evening in the hospital. 
She finally convinced Zander to get his ass in motion. When he finally emerged from the bedroom, he was shower and shaved. He dressed in khaki shorts and a light blue polo shirt and his brown deck shoes. He descended the grand stair case only to find Alexa with her duffel bag in one hand and a basket of goodies in the other. 
“Where do you think you’re going?” 
“What’s it look like boy genius…bag full of clothes, Jacob’s homemade lemon poppyseed muffins, up to date passport.” She smiled big and pushed her red hair her shoulder. Alexa really was gorgeous when she smiled.  
“You’re not going anywhere.” Zander said sternly. 
“Pfft.  Seriously…you really think you can forbid me to do anything?” She cocked one eyebrow up and had silly smirk on her face. 
“No, I can’t forbid Alexa Tasso to do anything.” Zander submitted. “You’re way too impulsive. You know that?” 
“Yeah, but you love me anyway.” She jabbed in the shoulder. 
The three of them chuckled just as Orrin appeared at the top of the staircase. “Just where in the hell do you think you’re going?” He noticed Alexa’s bag on her shoulder. 
“Where does it look like? With them, silly.” She said in sing-song voice. 
“But, you hate to fly.” 
“Well, I hate my family getting attacked even more.” 
“Then, I’m going with you.” He flashed in front her. 
“I don’t think so.” She spoke up sternly. 
“The hell, I’m not. They’re my family too.” Things were about to get ugly. 
“Orrin, you’re still on the mend. I want to make sure Zander and Jamie get to the states safely. Those rogues are after them. We don’t know the why of it. But I am not going to leave them open for attack.” 
“I am better. All healed up. But, you can’t…” 
Alexa silenced him with her finger over his mouth. “For once, listen to me. I am going to be the big sister this time. You got the hell beaten out of you, and I almost lost you. I couldn’t bear it if I…” 
Orrin grabbed Alexa and hugged her. Neither one of them didn’t speak. No words were needed. That was the bond between twins. Unbreakable. 
“Begging your pardon Madame, but I will gladly care for Master Orrin in your absence.” Jacobs appeared in the entryway to the dining room.” 
“Thank you Jacobs. I know I can count on you.” She smiled over Orrin’s shoulder.  
“Alexa, I don’t like this. I should be going with you. Safety in numbers?” 
“I need you here resting and let Jacobs care for you. It will be good for you to spend some time with him anyway.” 
Orrin looked confused. What was she talking about? She leaned forward and whispered, “I know Orrin.” She paused and then smiled, “I know that you care for Jacobs as he cares for you.” 
“What are you talking about?” 
He was so innocent. “Orrin, never hide from me…ever. You’re brother, my twin. I love you just as are and never want you to change. Got it?” She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him with all her might. 
“Be safe, Alexa. I love you sister mine.” He hugged her so tight he thought her bones would pop out of place.  
“I will. Now, if you’ll let me go. We’ve got a plane to catch.” He stepped back from her and looked over to Jacobs who was smiled and made a slight bow to him. Some things just had a way of working out. 
They all embraced one last time as the cab pulled up to the home. Just as they fell instep. Orrin hollered. “Be well, my family. And Alexa…” 
She turned around and hoped this would not be the last time she saw her beloved brother. “Yeah?” 
“Don’t look down. I hear vampires make crappy roadkill especially if they fall 15,000 feet from the air.” He smiled big. 
Alexa chuckled back and had no words for him, only a gesture. She threw up her middle finger and closed the door behind her. 
Finally, the plane landed in the U.S. of A. Amen! The flight was smooth with some slight turbulence. But it was enough to send Alexa into panic. Each bump and jerk the aircraft made, she felt. She spent the whole flight with her head between her knees. 
The seatbelt sign beeped off. The plane was coming to a slow halt. Jamie unbuckled her belt and knelt in front of Alexa. 
“Hey, we’re here. The plane has stopped.” She rubbed small circled on her shoulder blade. 
Alexa grumbled, not from the contact of Jamie but from the whole flying experience. If Orrin were here, he’d make fun of her. “Hey, we stopped right?” 
“Almost, it’s okay. Just breathe in through your nose a long, deep breath and exhale through your mouth. We’ll do it together.” Alexa followed Jamie’s instructions as she rubbed her back in an effort to soothe her tension. 
10 minutes later, Alexa opened her eyes saw Jamie’s face in front of her. “Hey.” 
“Hi, feel better?” 
Alexa took an internal exam. Her stomach wasn’t in knots, nausea had passed, her head no longer like someone took a jackhammer to it, her breathing was even.  
“Yeah, I feel great.” 
“Ready to for another trip?” Zander walked forward and pushed up the nose brim of his glasses.” 
“Oh, hell no! Not unless Jamie can go with me everywhere when I fly. She seems to be my own brand of Dramamine.”  
“Sorry, she’s all mine. You might want start carrying Alka Seltzer with you.” Zander came up behind Jamie and kissed her cheek. 
“Alright you two. We have people waiting for us now. I’m ready to get off this bird and smell some fresh air.” 
Alexa got from her seat and grabbed her bag. Jamie and Zander followed her. The attendants and George were right behind them. 
Once they were in the terminal, Zander thanked George and the attendants for their service and told them to remain on standby for the next couple days.  
As they all rounded the corner, two people approached them with smiles. Jamie took notice that the man was tall with dark hair where the longer strands fell in the front, he had dark green eyes, built like a tank. He was huge like Zander only taller. Standing next to him was a short, but very beautiful Asian woman. She had long dark brown hair and chocolate brown, slanted eyes. Her skin was tanned like the sun and her smile was incredible. This must be Morgan and his wife, Lailani. 
“Look at you! Married and no doubt to a gorgeous female.” Morgan embraced Zander and hugged his friend tightly. “Marriage looks good on you.” He chuckled. 
Zander pulled back and smiled. “Jamie, meet Morgan and Lailani Hawthorne.” 
“A real pleasure to finally meet you both. Zander has done nothing but speak in glowing terms of you two.” 
“The pleasure is all mine, Jamie.” Morgan gasped her hand and kissed it lightly. 
“I am so finally happy to meet you!” Lailani pulled Jamie into a tight hug. She reached into her bag and tossed a box at Zander. “That’s for you.” 
“For me? What is it?” He opened the box with curiosity.  
“Open it.” Lailani was grinning from ear to ear. 
Zander struggled with the tape. Finally, it snapped free. He reached in and pulled out a rubber ducky. “What the hell is this?” 
“The day you left Bahrain, don’t you remember? I told you that I’d have a rubber ducky waiting for you when get back.” She laughed. 
“You’re sick you know that!” Zander had to laugh and hugged Lailani. “Oh, sorry. How are you? How’s the baby? Oops sorry, I guess I wasn’t supposed to break the news.” 
Jamie did a double take and looked at her. “Baby…you’re pregnant?” 
Alexa joined Jamie's shock. "Holy cow! You are carrying Morgan's child? How is your body reacting to vampire pregnancy?" 
Lailani stuck out her tongue part way, crinkled her nose and smiled. “Yup, I am. I am actually doing okay. I've had my checkups. I'm following Dr. Steinburg’s orders. I am eating like a horse though. I am craving the weirdest of cravings though. Other than that, Maleah Katherine’s doing fine.”  Lailani patted her stomach. 
“Maleah Katherine, what a beautiful name. Beautiful like her mother.” 
“Thank you, I wanted some part of Morgan passed so we named her after his mother.” 
“You are one hell of a mate.”  Alexa said. 
“She sure the hell is.”  Morgan replied. 
“You don’t look like you’re showing, how far along are you?” 
“Thank you very much. Mmmm...between 3-4 months. Having trouble pinning down my uh…conception date.” She smiled and looked up at Morgan. 
“Hey, why are you looking at me like that for? I agree with you. Everyday could have been a conception day.” He slid his arm around his wife and dropped his head to the hollow of her neck.” 
“Okay you two, that’s how this happened in the first place.” Zander said. “By the way, I have another surprise for you.” 
“What am I a birthday cake?” Alexa hollered from behind. 
“Hot damn Alexa get over here!” Morgan tackled her like a linebacker. He hadn’t seen her close to 15 years. 
“Next time, don’t wait so damn long to come over and see me.” 
Alexa stepped back and shot him a ‘gimme a break look.’ “Me? Planes go both ways between Florida and Greece motherfucker!” She smiled. 
“Where are my manners, Alexa meet my wife Lailani.? 
“I have heard ALL about you.” She shook her hand and kissed both her cheeks. 
Lailani wasn’t stupid. “And I you. I am so glad to have finally met you.” 
“Likewise. So you’re the female that got ol’ Morgan to settle down. Boy, that must have been like hell.” 
“Yup, that’s me.” Lailani tucked herself into Morgan’s side and breathed is scent of the beach and Irish spring soap. 
“Well, we all have some catching up to do. Why don’t Jamie and I get settled back at my home and then meet you all for dinner?” 
“Sounds good to me.” Alexa voiced up first. 
“I’m game.” Lailani seconded the motion. 
The Hawthorne’s dropped off the Kent’s and Alexa at Zander’s home. Zander fished out his key and opened the front door. 
Jamie’s eyes bugged out and mouth dropped, she thought her home was big. She lived in a shoe compared to Zander’s home. The foyer was adorned in artwork and tapestries. The walls were painted gold and trimmed in royal blue carpet. The chandelier was a big as Pinto. “You live here?” 
“I do, why not big enough for you?” He set their luggage in the foyer.  
“Is it just you here?” Jamie was still shock. 
“Yup, I do have a house keeper and gardener. That’s about it. I really don’t spend a lot time in my home. I’m either in my lab or traveling for lab development or I’m at Morgan’s place.” 
“Well your home is…” She was corrected immediately. 
“It’s our home Jamie. What’s mine is yours and what’s your is yours.” He tried hard not to crack a smile. “I know how you females are.”  
“Well, I’m gonna go find my room.”  Alexa made her way up the ivory staircase and disappeared down the hall. 
“Would you like a tour?”   
“I’d love one.” She extended her hand to Zander who grasped in immediately. 
He gave her tour of the first floor, formal rooms, dining rooms, and the den.  He pushed open the kitchen door.  Jamie stumbled in and saw a huge red ribbon on the island counter.  She looked at Zander bemuse and he offered no help to her confusion.  She walked over to the counter and saw a note.  It read: 
“My darling Jamie, welcome home.  This was the best homecoming gift I could think of     that you deserved.  I hope you like the kitchen.  I had it completely remodeled so that you may cook whatever your heart desires.  All my love, Zander” 
Jamie squealed with ultimate delight. Never before had she received a present like this. She’d been given clothes, jewelry, and the like but nothing that geared toward her interest. Without thinking, she launched her arms around Zander’s neck pulling him tightly to her frame. 
“Well, I guess this means you approve.” He rubbed her back and smiled into her hair. 
“I more than approve.” She said into his shoulder. She sighed deeply. Contentment was not the word to describe what Jamie was feeling. It was a culmination of things. But, most of she was thankful. “When did you have time to do this?” 
“The moment I found out you enjoyed cooking, I contacted a contractor who Morgan knew and had them come in renovate the kitchen ASAP.” 
“You must have paid a fortune to have to this remodeled before we got here.” She ran her hand over the smooth granite countertop and glanced up and saw ‘Caphalon’ cookware hanging above the island. 
“It did but you’re worth every penny and then some.” He walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. 
Zander noticed the change in her breathing. “What’s wrong, baby?” 
“I just don’t see how my life could get any better,” she said pulling back. “My Jinn did say that my life would go in a different direction. I never dreamed it would take me here. Here…to happiness.” 
“Your Jinn?” 
“Oh, yes. See in Islamic culture Jinns are spirits they can be good or evil. My Jinn appeared to me when I was 7 and has been with me ever since.” 
“Well, I hope this Jinn is a good one.” Zander looked skeptical at her. 
“Oh, yeah. My Jinn is a good spirit. It doesn’t show up all the time. Usually in times of distress or when I need encouragement.”  
“Well, what is the purpose of it? Do all Middle Easterns have Jinns?” 
“No, silly. Jinns appear to anyone they choose to. Ancient folklore says they can be like guardians/genies, and they give gifts to their charges if they deem too. I used to think that I was cursed having a Jinn. I never knew anyone who had one. So, I never told anyone…not even my parents. In fact, you’re the first person I’ve ever told.” 
“Well, then I am honored.” He pulled her back into his embrace. 
Zander breathed her vanilla and cinnamon scent into his lungs. God, he loved this woman. He couldn’t imagine life without her. Hopefully, he wouldn’t have to.  
He took her on a tour of the rest of the house and grounds. They finally made up to the master bedroom. He opened the French doors to their abode.  
In the center of the room was a huge, king size sleigh bed. The walls were painted a crème color like that of fresh milk. The drapes were of a deep burgundy with crème trim and the rest of the furniture was oak. 
“Wow, this room is incredible.” She made her way over the bed and plopped onto its billowy softness. She looked up and yawned. 
“You’ve got to be exhausted.” Zander sat on ledge of the bed. 
“Yeah, I am kinda tired.” She turned to her side and exhaled deeply. “I’d love a nap before we meet up with your friends for dinner.” 
“Please rest. Hell, I’ll even cancel tonight’s plans.” He rose to leave, but Jamie pulled him back down. 
“No, no, no. I want to meet up with them. Get to know them.” 
“Are you sure? Besides, with Lailani being pregnant, I know Morgan will want her to rest and take it easy. Not that he could stop her if she said no.” He chuckled to himself. 
“Do vampire females submit to their mates or husbands?” 
“Submit—you mean as in obey?” 
“Yeah, ya know especially when they’re pregnant. I mean…I don’t know what I’m saying here.” Jamie fell back against the pillow. 
Zander had to laugh at her attempt. She was trying hard to understand the world of the vampire. It wasn’t easy remembering everything about a race. But, he would give her credit for trying. 
“No, Jamie. It’s okay. Morgan would want Lailani to take it easy, but she won’t.  He isn’t going to attempt to control her either. No one can tame her. She’s kinda like Alexa in that way. But, nowhere near as impulsive as Alexa.” 
“Obviously. Do female vampires take time off?” 
“Female vampires?” Zander furrowed his eyebrows together confused. 
“Yeah, isn’t Lailani going to take some time off once her pregnancy comes to an end?” 
“Oh, I see.” Now, he realized what she was asking. He never had a chance to tell Jamie about Lailani’s origin. “I’m sorry baby. Let me explain. Lailani is human-well sort of.” 
“What do you mean?”  
“Okay to make a very long short story short. Morgan met Lailani several months ago when he helped her on a train. It turned out he was the board director at the grief center where she works as a therapist. Well they fell in love and he bonded to her. After her 30th birthday, Lailani found out that she was descendant for an ancient of line of warriors—vampire slayers as it were.” 
Jamie’s throat tightened and her eyes widened. “I’m very confused now.” 
“See Lailani doesn’t kill vampires. She slays Rogues. Like the ones who attacked us at the Tasso’s.” 
“Well, what’s the difference between vampires and Rogues?” 
“See majority of vampires use synthetic blood to feed, my bloodwine product. Many of them want to co-exist with humans. They don’t want to be viewed as monsters or demons. But there are those who don’t want to. They believe they should go on killing and draining humans at will. At first, I thought that they were a scattered band of individuals but now I think someone is over them.” 
“Like they have leader or something?” 
“They must. It was no coincidence they attacked me twice. I have a feeling that we haven’t seen the end of them. Once we get things settled, Morgan and I are going to reconnoiter and I’m going to turn our home into the fucking pentagon. We will not go unprotected. I’ll have steel imbedded into the walls and doors through paint to prevent them from flashing around the whole house in case they broke it.” 
“Steel?” 
“Steel is the only thing that can prevent a vampire from flashing in and out of rooms. We don’t know the why of it, it’s just always been that way since the beginning of creation for us.” 
“So, how is Lailani not human?” 
“Well, when she found out who she was—she also was gifted with powers if you will. She will never age past 30, she can’t get sick like suffer from cancer, and she is immortal.  Like us, only injury to a vital organ that can’t be repaired will kill her or if and when she’s ready to leave this world she can of her own free will.  Eerie as it is but all her senses are heightened like a vampire’s, plus she can sense when a vampire is near and whether or not he’s a Rogue. She’s a pretty handy lie detector. Morgan hates it when I call her that.” 
“So, she kills Rogues only. I mean does she go out hunting?” 
“No, she doesn’t go hunting like a traditional slayer. But, she is always prepared. She keeps an arsenal of weapons on her at all times, plus this huge ancient warrior sword that her father gifted her. I’ve seen it. It’s a beautiful and deadly weapon.  Right now, Morgan is working on having a protective suit made out of Kevlar for her.  He wants all forms of protection for her.” 
“Has she killed anymore Rogues?” 
“No, Khan was killed several months ago.  Lailani sliced his head off after he attacked Morgan in his home.  If it hadn’t been for her, Morgan and Griffin, the houseman, would have perished.” 
“Wow, wish she was around last week when we were hit.” 
“She definitely would’ve been handy.  But, I don’t want to rely on her every time a Rogue hits town.  But, she will be compelled to defend the good against the evil.  It’s just in her nature to protect.  Another guardian.” 
“Guardian?” 
“Yeah you and Lailani.  You both protect your mates with your strength and character.” 
“So Lailani will live a long life? What about her child? What do you call them when a vampire and a human have a baby together?” She asked. 
“Yeah, she will live a long time. My guess is that when Morgan is ready to leave this Earth, so will she. That’s the way it sometimes between mates. Their child, Maleah, will be a hybrid.  But, none of us will know how much blood she will need to survive. What’s even bigger factor is whether or not the baby will turn to Lailani in utero as a blood source.” 
“What will she do if that happens?” 
“She’s going to have transfusions and if that’s not enough, she will drink blood. She’s not exactly thrilled about that last part. But, she’s stated she will do whatever it takes for Maleah.” 
“Why didn’t she just have Morgan change her?” 
Now, that was a question that crossed over into their marriage now. “Morgan didn’t want to change her because he fears that he will damn his soul as well as hers. See, Morgan has never changed a human. Lailani even asked him to, but he refused. Now, she is immortal and they no longer have to be concerned about life expectancy.” 
“What about us?” 
“Jamie—“ 
“You don’t have to say it Zander. I don’t want to be changed. I like my life as it is. I will spend whatever time I have on this Earth with you.” 
“Forgive me Jamie, I just can’t.” He turned away from his wife, ashamed. Ashamed and felt selfish. 
“Hey, no no. Don’t turn away from me.” By now, Jamie sat up and scooted to Zander’s side. She put her hand on his shoulder to ease him. 
“Like Morgan, I care about your soul. I hate that I’m a vampire and need to blood to live and have a long life span.” 
“I don’t.  I’m glad the Tasso’s father changed you.  I am glad you did something good with your time on Earth so far. You’re not raping and pillaging villages like a Viking, and you aren’t sucking the lives of humans.” 
“You know…the whole story?” 
Jamie nodded. “You don’t have anything to fear. I am glad you’re who you are. The Tasso’s brought you to me.” She smiled at him. 
“I want to be honest with you. I did turn to humans in my early years when I was first changed. I didn’t care and didn’t manage my Bloodlust well. But after I moved with Tasso’s to Greece. I decided that I didn’t want the deaths of so many to be on my shoulders no matter what I was now.” 
Zander lowered his head in full shame. He didn’t care what others thought of him. But, he cared what Jamie thought. Her opinion mattered most of all. She could sense the shame and guilt he was throwing off. 
She jumped off the bed and bent over in front of him. She pulled his glasses and stuffed them her pocket as her fingers curled under chin. 
“Look at me Zander.” She said firmly. 
At first, he refused. He could only imagine the shame he brought to her. “Zander, look at me NOW!” She ordered him now. 
He did as she said. “Zander, I love you. Your past doesn’t matter me. We all have done things that we are not proud of.  But, it’s what you do with your life now…that’s what matters. You help people, and not just your race but you aid the human race as well.” 
“When you look at me, I don’t want you to see a monster. That’s how I’ve seen myself all these hundreds of years…a monster.” 
“I will this once only…when I look at you I don’t see a monster. I see a noble man who wants to help mankind, vampire and human alike.  My opinion of you will never change.  You will forever always be, my Zander.”  She leaned forward and kissed him tenderly. 
“Oh, Jamie.”  He said softly against her lips pulling her down atop his torso, cradling her face with his palms.  “I don’t deserve your love and compassion.” 
Jamie pulled back from his face.  “You deserve my love.  Every bit of it has been for you and you alone.”  She pushed her lips back to his and interlaced her fingers with his. 
“God, I want you.”  He growled against her mouth. 
“Take me Zander.  Make me your wife over and over.”  She whispered into their kiss. 
Zander’s fangs slightly enlongated.  Just as he was ready pull back.  Jamie thrusted her tongue along the tips of his fangs, dragging her tongue.  “Don’t.” 
Instinct took over and Zander ripped off Jamie’s clothes instantly just as quickly as she was removing his.  Once they were naked, he loomed over body admiring her Middle Eastern features, her olive toned skin, her warm eyes.   
His lips nuzzled the hollow of her neck taking in her scent of vanilla and cinnamon.  His fangs traced the contour of her neck and delicate lines of her collar bone.  She shivered at the contact. 
“Jamie…are you okay?” 
Gasping, “Yes, don’t stop.  Please I need you.”  She laced her hand through his hair pushing him back to her body. 
Farid finally arrived at his hotel room at the Hampton Inn.  He was ready to begin his search for Jamilah.  But he had no clue where to start.  And those two tall freaks weren’t any help to him.  Anticipation of seeing her again was getting under his skin.  He pulled out his phone remembering the warning that was given to him. 
His sweaty fingers pushed the buttons.  The phone just seemed to ring and ring.  Finally, the voicemail box came on the line. 
“Yeah so, I’m here at the Hampton Inn on Jefferson Rd. room 327.”  He flipped the phone shut.  No point in leaving a longer message. 
Now, it was wait time.  Farid hated waiting. 
Alexa scoped out her room. ‘Zander’s digs were supreme,’ she thought. Her room was painted in a bright yellow that brought the warmth of the sun in. The carpet was that of a deep, forest green. The furniture was dark cherry wood. She dropped her bag on the foot of her bed and plopped her body onto the mattress. 
She exhaled a deep breath, finally feeling like herself once more. Her eyelids became heavy and her body was telling her sleep was due soon and…some bloodwine. She could feel her weakness setting in her muscles and bones.  
With everything that happened, it’s no wonder she was consuming more bloodwine. She looked over next to the dresser and saw a small fridge. ‘Zander thinks of everything.’ She slunked off the bed and grabbed a bottle of blood wine. She noticed there was Pepsi also in the fridge. 
“Morgan…” she muttered. “What a pansy!” Alexa recalled Morgan’s complaints of the bloodwine’s aftertaste so he would always chase it away with Pepsi. 
A loud humming and buzzing sound let off in her back pocket. Had to be her cellphone. Even several thousand miles miles away Orrin would hound her. 
“Yes, I’m fine. The flight sucked, but thanks to Jamie I didn’t yarf. Any more questions?” She barked into phone. 
“Well, glad to know you made it safely. So, what’s the plan? Any sign of Rogues?” He asked. 
“Well, we’re meeting up with the Hawthorne’s for dinner. No sign of the bastards yet. But I know we haven’t seen the last of Klaus and Dimitri. I’d bet my life on it.” She huffed and blew out a breath of air. 
“So how are you and Jacobs getting along?” 
“Very well. He’s taking care of me. Won’t let me do anything.” 
“Good. That’s what I want to hear. So, listen I don’t know how long I’ll be in the states. At least for a month maybe two.” 
“Uh huh. So when did you decide this?” 
“Oh about five seconds before you called.” 
“God, you’re way too impulsive. That kind of craziness is going to get yourself seriously injured or even killed.  
“Look, Orrin I just want to make sure our family stays safe.”  She emphasized OUR. 
“I don’t think those attacks on Zander, Jamie and us were coincidental. In fact, I believe they were planned. Zander is the obvious target. The rest of us just happen to be collateral. Deal with one, must deal with all.” 
“You’re really into this ‘one for all and all for one’ three musketeer shit huh?” 
“I’m serious Orrin. No jokes. Once you’re well enough I want you and Jacobs to join me here in the states. We need to stick together.” 
“No, no! I’m not gonna be dragged all over the continents because some jank-ass motherfucking Rogues want a piece of my sweet ass!” 
“Orrin, listen to me…” 
Orrin’s words rolled right over hers. “No! now you listen to me Alexa. This time you need to hear me that I’m your BIG brother. I will not uproot my life, or Jacobs. I have lived a good an honorable life and if it’s my time then that is the way of it. I will not run and but most of all I will not live in fear.” 
For once, Alexa had no retort for her brother. She knew that he would stand by his words and there was nothing she could do to force his hand no matter how much it pained her. 
“Alexa, I love you sister mine. You have been the bright and crazy spots of my life. But, you must lead your life and follow the direction it takes and I must do the same. But you will forever be my twin no matter where we are, we won’t ever be apart.” 
Water filled the brim of her eyes. Alexa wasn’t one for tears but when it came to her brother, he was her weak spot. “You know I hate you right now.” 
“Absolutely. I hate you right back.” He burst out laughing. 
Alexa tried to resist the laughter but like a virus, the laughter spread into her and she began bursting at the seams.  
“Please watch your back, Orrin.” 
“And you do the same, Alexa. I love you.”  
“I love you too. You’re a pain in my ass.”  Alexa closed her phone slowly only to be jolted by the bang on her door. 
She jumped off the bed and opened the door to find a very, happy Zander.  He was standing in a pair of lounge pants only; his damp blonde hair looked brown. She smiled real big. 
“So, I take Jamie liked the remodeled kitchen.” 
“Oh, yeah. I liked the way she thanked for me it.” He winked at her. 
“So what are the plans for dinner?” Alexa leaned on the door jamb and yawned. 
“Well, it’s a surprise but I’m taking Jamie to a justice of the peace and getting us legally married so there is no way she can be sent back. Then all of us will go the BeachComber for dinner.” 
“Yes! Awesome! I’d love a lobster dinner. You are such a good mate.” 
“Yeah, don’t tell anyone that. I want to continue the ‘bookworm’ appearance.”  
“Don’t worry your secret is safe with me Romeo. Seriously, all teasing aside Zander, I am very happy for you and Jamie. I think she is your match in every way.” She nudged his shoulder with hers. 
“Thanks, Alexa. I cannot imagine a life without her. She even is okay with me not changing her. She doesn’t want to be changed. She’s content with the time we have.” 
“What about you Zander? Our life span isn’t exactly short. Hello…you’re bonded?” 
“I know Alexa, but I can’t do it. Changing a human goes against everything I believe in. No, matter what. When the time comes I’ll let Jamie go. That’s just the way of it.” He said matter of factly. 
“Glad you’ve got it figured out.” 
“How about you Alexa?” 
Alexa pulled back her face and furrowed her brows together. “How about me what?” 
“You ever think about settling down?” 
“And miss all this excitement? Pfft…no way. And before you start, STOP!” 
“Stop, what?” He smirked under his breath while leaning against the door. 
“That thing you do, when the hamster wheels in your brain start to spin.” 
“I just want you to be happy.” 
“I am happy.” 
“No mate happy.” 
“Look loverboy, when it happens it happens, until then I sure as hell ain’t gonna go looking for it. Nor do I even want it.” 
“Know who you sound like? Me, you dipshit.” 
“Regardless, it’s not the place or time for me. I’ll get back into the dating when things settle down with the Rogues and you and Jamie. Besides, I want to travel for a bit.” 
“Alexa how many times can you go around the world?” 
“As many times as I want. When I’m ready to settle down then I will. I need to get all the ME time out of the way before I can think about the needs of a mate. Besides, I have my family that’s enough for me look after.” She smiled. 
“Well, I hope that one day you’ll give it some serious thought as to settling down. You never your mate may just be waiting for right around the corner.” 
“Ha, ha, yeah right. So anyway, I’m going to freshen up and get ready for my lobster dinner which is so on you.” 
“Alright then. See you in an hour.” Zander exited her room. 
As Alexa slowly closed door, she heard it click and leaned against the wooden panel. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to be bonded to someone. To have the biological and empathic connection to the one you held nearest and dearest to you. She had her connection to her twin. But, a connection to a mate was whole another ball of wax. It wasn’t that she had no interest in the bond.  It just terrified her. 
Dinner was wonderful.  Everyone ate a lot and Zander paid a lot.  Just as he predicted, Jamie was thrilled with excitement with a trip to the justice of the peace.  It was official she married to the man she loved and there was nothing no one could do to send her back.  She had her husband and newest of friends to celebrate the occasion.  Dinner was served outside where the air was cool and thick with sounds of the ocean, and the band played Bob Marley’s “Is this love?” 
Morgan and Lailani served as the witnesses and Alexa threw confetti at the couple once the judge pronounced them legally married.  Things were looking on the up and up.  As the males engaged in conversation, the females did the same. 
“So what do you think of Zander’s home?”  Lailani said while rubbing her tummy. 
“Huge.  I could get lost in there.”  Jamie sat back and let night air caress her face. 
“Well, I hope you guys won’t be strangers.  After all, I know what it’s like being married to a special man.”  She winked hoping Jamie would catch the drift.  “There will be times when they  will think they know what’s best and you’re gonna want to duke it out with them.  So, I hope you’ll call me when that happens or if you’d like to talk or anything.” 
“I will, Lailani.  Thank you and Morgan so much for everything.” 
Lailani took Jamie’s hand and gave it a tight squeeze.  “Anytime my friend.   Now, if Maleah doesn’t quit with the kicks, I’ll be black and blue.”  She exhaled a deep breath. 
“Mind if I try something?”  Jamie asked getting up from her chair. 
“Nope.”   Lailani watched Jamie kneel in front of her and place her hand on the small swell of her stomach. 
Jamie could feel the baby moving all around.  She slowly rubbed small circles over the baby bump.  “Hey, you in there.  You must be excited too.  Why don’t you give your mom’s tummy a break?  I know you’re anxious to hear everyone and we can’t wait for you to arrive little one.”  She whispered. 
Jamie spoke some Arabic words and said a prayer while continue to rub Lailani.   
Lailani looked down at Jamie and felt an immediate peace as her eyes fluttered shut.  She knew how to practice the art of meditation to achieve tranquility.  But this was something different.  Something special.  She placed her hand over Jamie’s and smiled. 
“Thank you Jamie.  Maleah thanks you too.” 
“Feel better?”  She returned to her seat just in time as the males stood up and asked their wives to dance. 
“Much thank you.”  She made a slight bow to Jamie and then allowed Morgan to lead her to the dance floor. 
As the crowd began to slow dance, Alexa excused herself from the table and went for a walk on the beach. She figured the romance was better left up to the bonded males and their females.  
Morgan pulled Lailani into his embrace. Wrapping his thick arm around her waist. He looked at her with such love and saw heaven in her dark brown, slanted eyes.  
Zander wrapped his arms around Jamie’s waist and leaned into the hollow of her neck, taking her scent into his lungs. “Jamie, are you happy with me? Are you sure you will find happiness in your life with me here in the states?” He spoke softly. 
Jamie blinked her eyes a couple of times to register what Zander said. “Yes, my Zander. I love you and I look forward to our life together.” 
“Good, ‘cause I can’t wait to take you to Paris for our honeymoon.” He twirled her and dipped her.  
Jamie spun back into his arms giggling. “Paris huh?” 
“Only for you Jamie.” He leaned down and kissed her softly.  
The dj came on the loudspeaker. “We have ourselves special guests tonight. Zander Kent has just married his beautiful Jamie today. And he would like to dedicate a song to her, ‘Never Gonna Be Alone.’  Will everyone please give them a round of applause to salute their new life together.” 
Jamie’s widened and then tears streamed down her cheeks as the clapping came in loud waves.  All the couples returned to the respectable seats and let the couple have their moment. He pulled her tighter into his arms. 
As the lyrics played, Zander tipped Jamie’s face to his, “Hear those words Jamie. You will never be alone again my love.  Don’t cry baby.”  
“It’s your fault. You keep surprising me with everything. I just can’t hold it in.” 
“Well, that’s my job as your husband to see that every want or need you have is seen. To make you happy.” 
“You do make me happy. You just have to be yourself and always tell me the truth.” 
“I will never keep anything from you again. Never.” They moved gracefully along to the rhythm of the words. 
“Good.  How about we ditch everybody and start our wedding night early?” She said in a low, seductive tone. 
“You’re my kind of female.” His supple, warm lips landed on hers. Instantly, Jamie opened her mouth; gliding her tongue into his mouth. Tasting and sampling his sweetness, taking some of his essence back with her. Those vibrations racked through their bodies. Jamie felt herself getting wetter with each passing moment. 
Zander practically pushed Jamie into the front seat. He couldn’t wait to get his female home. He raced down Atlantic Blvd with fury speed. He was anxious to get inside of her.  
Jamie started to play with fire as she reached over and placed her hand on his shaft. 
Zander hissed and cursed at the point of contact. Jamie slowly ran her hand round the bulge in his trousers. “You keep that up and I’m gonna have to pull over.” He growled. 
Erotic heat beamed off Jamie’s face and traveled down her body. “Oh yeah, you mean this…” She squeezed his erection alil harder. It seemed to grow larger with each stroke she gave him. 
“Jamie, stop.  I don’t want to have wreck now.”  He said gasping between breaths. 
“Well then I guess you should pull over my good doctor.” 
In a flash, Zander pulled the car off the highway and into a deserted parking lot.  He all but mauled Jamie in the front seat.  His tongue shot into her mouth.  His hand began massaging between her legs.  He could feel the wetness gathering on the outside of her thin, blue dress.   
“Zander…oh, oh….”  She gasped pushing his face into her neck.  His fangs elongated and he traced a path along her neckline sending chills down to her spinal cord. 
“Get in the back seat.”  He ordered. 
Jamie slipped to the backseat.  With urgency, she pulled her dress over heard.  Unclipped her bra and wiggled out of her panties.  In no time, Zander had her pinned against him.  He shot his tongue back into her mouth.  His hands roaming up and down her body, finally settling on her hips.   
Her hand snaked around his thick neck, keeping his mouth fused to hers.  He tasted delicious.  Their scents mixing in the atmosphere increasing the warmth between their bodies.  In a quick move, Zander pulled Jamie on top of him as his back slammed against the back seat. 
Jamie’s hips began rocking back and forth mimicking the sex act.  Push and retreat.  Zander’s hands wrapped around her torso forcing her body back down as if he couldn’t get enough of her.  Her hands went to the buttons of his shirt.  She looked down at him, his blue gaze filled with longing and love.  She gripped the opening of his shirt and jerked it open sending the buttons everywhere. 
She slowly leaned down to his neck and began kissing and sucking that sensitive skin along his neck and behind his ear.  Her hand slipped between their bodies and started to massage his erection.   
“Fuck Jamie!”  His hand cupped her slit and slid a finger along the inside of her folds.  She was sopping wet, ready for him. 
“Oh Zander, yes!” 
“Let me out, I want to feel tightly wrapped around me.”  His voice was hoarse and strained. 
Jamie unzipped his trousers and his thick, cock sprang free.  She split her legs open and easily slid down.  She moaned and sighed longingly as he filled her to the hilt.  She saw stars with each delicious thrust Zander gave her, driving them into rapture. 
As they lay against the soft, leather backseat, Jamie rested her hand on Zander’s chest in an effort to catch her breath. Her naked flesh languid against the hard planes of his torso. “Wow, that was…wow.” 
“My thoughts exactly.” His hand stroked along her spine feeling; enjoying the feeling of her strong bones and silky skin. 
“So, its official we are married.” 
“That’s right; you’re mine in every way possible.” 
“I’m yours?” She looked up at him with a half curve of a smile. 
“You better believe it. You are my wife, my mate, the one who I will spend my life making happy. I can’t imagine any other female in my life, but you. And of course, all that I have and all that I am are yours.” He smiled big back at her. 
That annoying, buzzing and ringing was coming somewhere from the floorboard. Zander huffed his irritation as he attempted to look for his phone but that would mean Jamie would have to move. He loved his female lain across his body. Ready to have her again and again.  
“Zander, answer the phone. It could be important.” Jamie pushed herself off him and sat up dragging his shirt to her chest. 
Finally, he located his phone underneath the seat. How the hell did it get there? Oh, yeah…that’s right.  
“Hello?” 
“Took you long enough.” Alexa scolded him into the phone. 
“Sorry, busy with my mate. What’s going on Alexa?” 
“Listen, one of your supervisors over at Biotech is trying to reach you. I told him I was your wife so I could figure what he wanted.” 
“And? What’d he say?” 
“He called in to report that he suspects someone is lurking around the lab. He reported that he has seen some shadowy figures, but can’t find a trace of anyone. He said he’ll keep on the lookout and hire more security.” 
“Okay, I’ll check with him tomorrow night. I have to go there to check on the progress of some new formulas. Thanks Alexa.”  
“No problem. I’ll see you in the morning. Tell Jamie I said good night.” 
“I will. G’night Alexa.” He clipped his phone shut and exhaled leaning back against the leather. 
Jamie scooted closer to him and stroked her finger over his shoulder sensing Zander’s change in mood. “Everything okay?” 
Not wanting to cause her worry, as Zander believed he knew who was hanging around his lab. “It’s nothing. Just Alexa checking in that’s all.” 
“Zander…?” Jamie used her grown up voice. “I know you better than that.” 
“No, its fine. Nothing to worry about.” He pulled her into his waist tucking her into his side. 
“Like I’m going to believe that.” She whispered. 
“Jamie, please can we not just have tonight to us without the interference from anyone or anything else?” He exhaled. 
She sensed his dismay and resigned to his request. After all, tomorrow was another day and they could face whatever it was then. Tonight would be just for them. She got to her knees and hiked one thigh over his legs and nestled her hot core in his lap. 
Zander felt Jamie’s silky wetness as she landed down. Instinctively, his hands gripped her waist pulling her closer to him. He growled at the growing anticipation that his thick, rod was about to meet her drenched, honey hole. He nuzzled his lips to breasts, suckling each pert nipple. Laving his tongue all around the pebbly surface. 
Jamie gasped in delight, her fingers threaded through Zander’s hair and behind his nape. Her body warmed and shivered to his touch. Feeling all those electrical vibrations running through her body like a never ending current. 
“Yes, Zander that’s it. Let go.” She said huskily on her next breath. 
He growled louder more like an animal as he impaled her. She was sopping wet and snug, and made just for him. He looked up at her as she remain startled at his waist. 
“I will have no other but you.” He said ramming himself into her; sending them into clouds of ecstasy. 
“Are you sure Kent will show?” Dimitri whispered amongst the shadows of the trees. 
“Without a doubt. He’ll come especially if his precious blood wine lab is being threatened. We will finish them off there and burn down the facility til its fucking ashes.” Klaus replied. 
“Think he has any idea what’s coming for him?” 
“I’m sure he has clue but not enough to put all the pieces of the puzzle together in time before I slice his throat.” Klaus snarled baring his teeth. The mentioning of Kent sent him over the edge. He truly hated that vampire. He believed he wasn’t living up the name “vampire” which meant predator: eat and drink from whoever you please without regard of conscience and consequence. 
“What of the humans?” 
“We’ll kill them first and make Kent watch as his mate and her ex-fiancee are drained dry.” He 
“And Alexa?” 
“She…I will take my time with. No sense in rushing everything. Once I dispose of her rotting corpse. Her brother and houseman are the last to go.” 
“So, now what?” 
“We sit and wait.”  
“This waiting gives me the scratch.” 
“Patience is a virtue. We’re already in the lab. No we just hide out until Kent shows. No one knows we’re here.” 
“But, I’m hungry and I ain’t drinking that nasty shit in the bottles over there.” Dimiti whined while nodding to the bottles of the synthetic blood being packaged. 
Klaus grabbed Dimitri by the throat and hurled to the ground. His blood red eyes burned with rage as his knuckles buried into Dimitri’s throat. “Look, you will keep your grubby hands to yourself until it’s time. You’ve fed plenty on the way here. We don’t want to draw any attention than necessary. Got it asshole?” 
“Yeah, I’ve got it. Now let me up. I can’t breathe!” He gasped for air as unconsciousness rapidly approached. 
Klaus let go of him and gave him jerk keeping his body pinned to the ground. There was a noise coming from behind the large compressor. He ducked to the side to avoid whoever or whatever it was. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a security officer making his rounds. He heaved a sigh of relief. He just had to wait out the next few hours then he could finish his mission and begin looking for the slayer as ordered by Arthur. 
Jamie came awake in a giant, soft bed underneath her back. Her eyes fluttered open. She stretched and heard her back and neck pop in alignment. She looked down and noticed she was naked as jay-bird. She chuckled inwardly and realized she had no recollection of her trip back to the house and to her mated bed. 
She looked around and noticed she was alone. There was a slight indentation in the pillow next to her. At the next moment, the big door swung open. Not knowing who was on the other side of the door, she pulled the sheet up to her chest, shielding her naked breasts.  
Zander popped into her vision carrying a tray filled with fresh muffins, coffee and juice. “Breakfast for my wife is served.” He closed the door with his foot and approached the bed.  
“Only if my husband joins me.” Jamie smiled at him.  
“It would give me great pleasure.” He nestled at the edge of bed and poured some coffee anD buttered a muffin for her. 
“I can do it myself.” Jamie said reaching for the silver, butter knife. 
“The male always takes care of his female making sure she has all she needs.” He handed her the banana nut muffin. 
Jamie took the pastry from his hand and ate it slowly savoring the flavor. “It’s delicious.” 
“Well you must thank Martha White’s banana bread mix and Creamy Country Crock. I can only lay claim to the coffee.” He chuckled. 
“The fact that you took the time to make it with your two hands is enough for me.” She said leaning in to kiss his nose. 
“God, I love you more than you know.”  Zander whispered. 
“That’s not possible.”  Jamie said pulling back for his face. 
“And why is that?”   
“Because I love you beyond that.”  She said coyishly. 
Zander leaned into Jamie’s face.  Examining her features, taking in her scent as if it were the last time he was to see her.  The feelings of imminent danger were in the air.  He knew something was going on at his lab.  He figured that somehow Klaus and Dimitri were behind it.  As much as he wanted to keep Jamie from harm’s way he knew not telling her the truth would put their marriage in jeopardy.   
“Hey, what are you thinking?”  Jamie said reading his worried expression like pages from a book. 
“Honesty, right?” 
“That’s right.” 
“Something is going around the lab.  I can’t be for sure but I think it’s Klaus and Dimitri.  They’re here.  Likely to destroy my lab and creations and to kill me.” 
Jamie swallowed hard as she felt that lump slide painfully down her throat, she knew deep down in her gut he was right.  She was scared.  Recalling the damage that happened at the Tasso’s was no pretty picture.  But what kind woman would she be if she backed away from danger now.  She caressed the side of Zander’s face with her finger. 
As he stared into her warm eyes she said, “We will face it together.” 
“No, Jamie.  It’s too dangerous.  I don’t want you anywhere near those bastards.  I talked with Alexa this morning before I came up here and she’s going with me tonight.  And so is Morgan.  We will take care of this matter.  We’ve got to take care of this swiftly.  Humans have no clue about vampires.  It’s not only to protect us but to protect them and the last thing we need in the vampiric society is panic.  So, I want you to go to Morgan and Lailani’s house and stay with her.  You’ll be safe—“ 
“Forget it Zander.”  She spoke plainly.  “You’re not leaving me out of anything.” 
“Jamie, they will kill you.  Do you understand what I’m saying?  You’re not a—“ 
“A what?  A vampire?  Look now, just because I’m not immortal and don’t possess the strength of Superman doesn’t mean that I can’t take care of myself.  When I took my vows, I meant every word.  For better and worst.  It just so happens that worst is coming a lot sooner than anyone wants.” 
“I could not bear to live if anything were to happen to you.  You are the beating heart of me Jamie.”  He leaned forward and kissed her swiftly.  
She could sense his panic and fear and desired nothing more but to lay all his fears to rest.  But the truth was…she couldn’t.  All the promises in the world couldn’t take way his concerns.  Even if she were a vampire…it still wouldn’t stop him from feeling what he was experiencing. 
“Look at me Zander.”  She didn’t wait for him to meet her gaze.  “I know you’re concerned for my safety as I am yours.  This whole barrier of species, frankly gives me the scratch.  It doesn’t matter that I am not the same as you.  I love you and will do what I have to protect you.  Lailani may not be a vampire either, but if it was Morgan, and it has been him, in danger.  She would stop at nothing to protect him.” 
“But the difference between you and Lailani is that she is immortal and possesses skill and speed and wields a huge ass ancient sword like nobody’s business.” 
“So you’re saying because I am human, I’m average I can’t defend those I love and care about?!?” 
“No love, what I’m saying is that we all have the unfair advantage over you.  I don’t doubt your strength or courage.  I just want to keep you safe.” 
“There is no sweeter or more nobler man than you, Zander and I love you for it.  But, I’m going with you end of story.” 
“I guess there’s no having Alexa talk to you either.” 
“Nope, it would be my guess what she would side with me on this as well.  She may not like it but she would side with me on this matter Zander.  So either we can work together on this or you ship me back to Bahrain.  And the last time I looked that wasn’t an option.” 
Zander removed the breakfast tray abruptly from the bed sending  it down the dresser on a slide.  He pounced on Jamie like cat on a mouse.  “You bet your sweet ass it isn’t an option.” 
She ran her fingers through his soft, blond waves and smiled.  “That’s my Zander.”  She pulled his face to hers.  Their lips met and smoldered together.  It was going to be awhile before they emerged from the bedroom. 
“You know I don’t like that you’re here, right?”  Morgan leaned over in driver’s seat staring at his pregnant wife as the truck came to a complete stop in front of Biotech. 
“Of course you don’t like it.  But right now, Zander needs us and these Rogues are threatening our family.  I won’t have it.  My blood is boiling beneath my skin Morgan.  You know the drill.  I am compelled to defend my loved ones.  I won’t back down.  I can’t. Please understand.” She said as her hand tightened around the hilt of her blade. 
“Beloved, you are carrying our child.  I don’t want you fighting in your condition.  God, if anything were to happen to both you or one of you.  I’d fucking loose it.  I know it.”  His plead sounded sincere. 
“Darling, listen to me.  I know you’re concerned.  But I can take care of myself and Maleah.  My speed and skill are just as fast if not faster since I’ve been pregnant.  It’s like she knows what has to be done.  She understand and accepts this is who her mother is.”  Lailani rubbed her baby bump.  “She is well protected especially since you ordered me this.”  She motioned to the Kevlar body suit she was wearing.  “Although I feel ridiculous, I wear this to give you peace of mind and to know that I trust you to understand what must be done and in turn trust me.”  She reached up and stroked the shadowy beard stubble on his face. 
Morgan grasped her hand and brought it to his lips.  “I can still hate this, right?” 
“Absolutely, you hate this all you like.  When it’s over, you can rub my feet and feed me a pint of Rocky Road and fried pickles.”  She smiled back. 
“Geez, Lailani.  How the hell did you pick up that craving, I’ll never know.”  He smiled back at her showing him that smile that always could melt her heart. 
“What can I tell ya.  Carrying a hybrid is new to me.  Where are Zander, Jamie and Alexa?”  She said as her skin began to feel prickly. 
Morgan pulled out his phone.  “Where are you guys?  What time…okay.  You must be close.  Why?  Well Lailani’s senses are kicking in.  Yeah, I know Zander but she wouldn’t listen to me any more than Jamie would listen to you.  Just hurry and get here.”  He clipped the phone shut. 
“They’ll be here in less than five minutes.”  He leaned forward onto the steering wheel. 
“Listen, it’s going to be okay.  I promise.” 
“No, don’t promise me that!  How can you make such a promise!?”  He snapped at her. 
“Okay, you might want to dial back your tone with me.” 
Morgan huffed a sigh and cursed.  “Fine, Sorry.” 
“What I’m sorry I didn’t hear you?”  Lailani leaned closer to her mate. 
“Sorry.”  He muttered. 
“I think I heard you say something like a ‘sorry’ but it’s coming out stupid.  Oh that’s right, you crossed over into that dimension five seconds ago.”  She smiled at him. 
Morgan turned to face her as he sensed her humor.  “God, I love you.  You’re such a good female.”  He leaned and kissed her supple lips. 
“You better believe it.”  She licked his bottom lip.  His mouth opened for her.  She tasted fantastic as if it were the first time he was kissing her. 
Morgan pulled back.  “I am sorry.  I just wish there was another way.” 
“As do I, but we will make do.  I can promise that things will work out because that’s the way I see things. Our future together.  Our daughter.  This is who we are Morgan.” 
“I know baby.  You’re right.  I hate it when you’re right.” 
“Well, that is the luxury of being me.”  She rubbed his arm and then slipped her hand down his ribbed torso she could feel through his clothes and settled it on his cock. 
Morgan hissed and cursed.  “Oh, fuck! Don’t do this to me now!”  He managed to say with strain. 
Lailani massaged him over and over, stopped, and whispered sweetly.  “We get through this quickly and I’ll pick up where I just left off.” 
Morgan chuckled.  “You’re so mine tonight and that’s a promise.” 
“Looking forward to it.”  She said just as Zander’s car pulled up to the lab. 
Morgan and Lailani exited the vehicle and waited for Zander and company.  And just as Morgan thought, Zander carried the same look of worry of he did when it came to the safety of their females.   
“Jesus tap dancing Christ! You guys need to quit that shit. It’s way overkill.  You’re females will be fine.  I will look after them.”  Alexa said abruptly pushing her way from the back of Zander’s car. 
“Alexa, you don’t—“ 
“Fellas let’s agree to disagree you don’t like us here, we know that.  You want us safe.  We get it and as we’ve told you we are not leaving you.  Now, let’s get this shit over with.  So that Lailani and I can go home to you both.”  Jamie said sternly and that was that. 
“Hot damn! Jamie.  You and I will get along perfectly.”  Lailani smiled and winked at her. 
“Let’s go.” Zander ordered. 
The group entered the secured gates of Biotech.  Zander punched his in codes.  They walked through the titanium gates reinforced by concrete and steel.  He made sure that when his lab was built it included steel just to insure no flashing in and out of vampires.   
Lailani’s senses were heightened as she heard every beep and blip of the machines and monitors in the building.  Her vision narrowed to the smallest of shadows.  Her hand on her blade ready to strike at any moment.  She felt her rattan fight batons rubbing against each other in her coat.  Her blood warmed.  The Rogues were close. 
The scent of death permeated the air. Rotting corpses flooded Lailani’s nostrils. Her blood on fire just below the surface. Her skin prickly all over her body was as if she were naked, not even that Kevlar armor she was wearing could alleviate what she knew was coming next. 
Lailani sniffed the air once more and stopped dead in her tracks. The scent just became stronger. She looked around and tapped Morgan’s shoulder. 
“There are at least two Rogues in here Morgan.” She whispered pointing her fingers to one of the far corners of lab. “We need to split up. I’ll go around the barrels. I need you all to scope the front.” 
Morgan grabbed her forearm with force and barreled his body into hers. “Out of the fucking question! We need to stick together. I will NOT let you out of my sight.” He said. 
“Look, as far as we know my identity is still a secret we need to keep it that way. And you know splitting up is the only way to achieve this. Now, turn my arm loose Morgan.” 
Morgan’s grip around her tightened. His pissed off eyes stared into her fierce, slanted gaze. “I ca—“ 
“I love you. Now, let me go and do this.” She said softly.  
At next moment, Morgan’s hold loosened and his face relaxed. His eyebrows no longer furrowed together. His lips softened even to a borderline smile. “I love you so much my female.” And with that he dropped his hand to his side. 
Lailani caressed the inside of his wrist and whispered, “As I love you. Now, wait for my signal. You hear the blade.” And with that she disappeared into the shadows, quiet and stealth-like. 
Morgan turned around and rejoined the group. As his footsteps thundered behind them, Alexa turned around and noticed they were a person short. “Where’s Lailani?”  
“Doing her thing.” He grumbled. 
“What the hell does that mean?” Alexa whispered. 
“What she does best, that’s why she is the vampire slayer Correction, the Rogue slayer.”  
“Well, glad she’s on our side.” She chuckled. 
“Yeah us too.” Jamie and Zander added. 
“Let’s find these bastards and be done with this. I wanna get Lailani and I home in one piece.” Morgan said as he rounded corner remaining alert. 
“Yeah, bet that’s not all why you want to get home.” Zander cocked his eyebrow to the side and flashed his devilish smile to Morgan. 
“You’re one to talk ‘Mr. I can’t wait to ravish you when we get home,’ Zander.” Jamie smiled.  
All Zander could do was blush and face the music. 
Dimitri remained hidden in the shadows while Klaus stay perched behind the three ton barrels. He sniffed the air and detected three other vampires and two humans. Or at least smelled like a human…. 
Who else was with them? 
Dimitri lost sight of Klaus’s stocky frame as he ran toward the center of the aisle. He was ready to pounce on those humans and make a meal out of them. But he couldn’t not until Klaus destroyed Zander and Morgan. Vampires and patience don’t equate well. 
Jamie crept slowly behind Zander. She knew the fight was drawing closer and closer. She felt ever bit of the fabric of her shirt rubbing against her chest. Her heart pounding like a drum. Alexa approached from her side, drawing one of her 9mm pistols. 
“Here, just aim and shoot. Don’t think about it. Just point and pull the trigger if you see anything coming at you.” She extended it toward Jamie. 
Jamie reluctantly accepted the weapon. “I’ve never used a gun in my life. What if I miss?" 
"Aim high to the heart or for the lungs.” Alexa’s fist pounded against her sternum. “Our worst weak spots. One massive hit there and it’s over. We will lose blood and drop like flies.” 
“Damn, I hate this shit.” Jamie said gripping the handle and pulling the hammer back. 
“I know but think of this way. You get a crash course in vampire history and anatomy.” 
“I think I’ve earned my stripes for that already at your house.” 
“Yeah. Don’t remind me.” 
The women squeezed hands one last time before their attention was drawn to the other side of the room by moving shadows. They looked around and saw nothing. 
“Don’t move.” Zander commanded and stepped around Jamie. 
Suddenly, snarls and bullets went whizzing about the air. Morgan’s attention was brought to the back corner where 250 lb. raging, Rogue came charging at him. Morgan’s fangs enlongated from his gumline and hissed. He crouched down bracing himself for this mad wildebeest of a vampire gunning for him.  
Just as Klaus came within two feet of Morgan’s grasp, Alexa sideswiped him with her shoulder sending themselves into shelves and empty glass beakers. Crash and crumble. Snarls and hissing came out of both vampires as they fought for control. Alexa bared her fangs and they were sharp as ivory nails and bit Klaus on his arm.  
“Get off me you crazy bitch!” Klaus screamed trying to Alexa off of him. He whirled around and threw his back against the wall, catapulting her.  As she landed, he said “You’re dead Alexa and so is your brother when I head back to Santorini.  I’ll pay him a special visit.”  He chuckled. 
Alexa heard the bones in her spine crack as she was hurled like a ragdoll. Her strong body made a loud thump against the brick wall where she slumped into a ball. 
“Oh my God, Alexa!” Jamie screamed as she ran to her lifeless body shaking off Zander’s hold on her, dropping the gun. 
“Jamie NO!” Zander sped after her. 
As Jamie approached Alexa, Farid stepped in front of her. Jamie stopped in mid stride, frozen with fear. 
“Hello, Jamilah my sweet betrothed. I’ve gone through great lengths to find you. And now that I have you, you WILL return home with me to Bahrain.” He said in a low and dark tone. 
"How did you find me Farid?" She said taking a step back. 
"Your disgusting vampires led me to you. Let's just say we came to a compromise. They wanted your husband dead and I wanted you back." 
"They will kill you Farid." 
"You and I will be long gone before they can come near us." 
"I'm not going anywhere with you." 
"Oh but that is where you are mistaken, Jamilah. You will do as I say especially if you want to live." 
"My name is Jamie. Mrs. Jamie Kent. This is your only chance to walk away alive from all this." 
"You are mine, Jamilah." He lunged for her only to meet Jamie's fist in his eye. 
"I will never be yours motherfucker!" She spat at him. 
“You will step away from her.” Zander growled at Farid as he walked up and stood beside his Jamie. His protective instincts roaring as he barred his fangs at him. Not caring at all if Farid knew he was in company of vampires especially fully bonded male vampires. 
“You fool! You think you scare me? I know what you are. You’re all filthy, vile creatures who prey on women. Well hear me now vampire, Jamilah is MINE! She belongs to no one but me! You stole her from me and you will pay with your life for your crimes against me.” Farid yelled just as he raised his silvery weapon pointing it toward Zander. 
“No!” Jamie hollered and lunged for the weapon. Her fingers just brushed the nose of the gun downward before it backfired.  
POW! POP! POP! 
Jamie braced herself on her knees and took in her surroundings. Her palms were scraped from the debris. A small dust cloud was within her field of vision. She couldn’t make out where everyone was. Once the dust settled, she noticed two large figures struggling against each other. Slamming one another against the barrels and shelves sending the supplies crashing to the ground.  
It was Morgan and Klaus. Morgan had Klaus by his neck in a chokehold. Jamie could see the veins of Morgan’s forearm flex as his grip tightened. He was trying to bring Klaus down once and for all. Jamie looked around and saw Zander tending to Alexa. She pulled herself up and staggered over to them. 
Alexa was knocked the hell out and bleeding from an arm laceration. Zander was trying to get her to come to. She grumbled and fluttered her eyes open in an effort to focus. He pulled of his shirt and ripped it in two to make a bandage. 
“Hey Alexa, you with us? Can you hear me?” Zander said. 
“Why does my head feel like its been kicked around like a soccer ball.” 
“That’s because you were hurled like stuffed toy across the room. Ya know vampires are not made of rubber they don’t bounce.” Jamie said with a light smile. 
“Ya that’s the kind of response I’d expect from Orrin not you Jamie. Such a smart ass.”  
“Sue me, now let’s get you mobile.”  
They started to tend to her wounds quickly as possible. Loud snarls and growls were getting closer. Jamie looked back and saw Morgan struggling to maintain his hold on Klaus. “Zander, hurry apply pressure. I don’t know how long Morgan can fend off Klaus. We’ve gotta move Alexa fast. I lost sight of Faird. Hurry Zander!” 
There a hiss and loud growl coming from behind them in the shadows. It was another vampire. Dimitri. 
“Get out of here Jamie! Run!” Zander’s arm pushed her out of the way. 
“I will not leave you or Alexa.” Jamie said grabbing a shard of glass. 
Zander gathered Alexa into his arms and took off like a bat out of hell down the corridor. Jamie followed closely behind him ready to strike. A large hand swatted away her weapon and she gasped in shock. 
Before Zander knew it, Dimitri had his female his clutches squeezing the life out of her. Fear coursed through his veins. He propped Alexa against some boxes and sped back to her. 
“Pitiful human. So much trouble you give us. Now, we drain you DRY.” Dimitri hissed as he grabbed Jamie’s throat read to bite her jugular.  
The sound of a metal hummed through the air. Dimitri jerked his face to right only to be blinded by a whooshing shine that sliced across his face just under his eye causing blood to pour out like liquid from a stream. He dropped Jamie to floor and grabbed his face in agony only to be pivoted back by one powerful kick. 
“Lailani…” Jamie gasped for air. 
“Sorry for delay that fat bastard got away from me.” She turned slightly only to see Dimitri getting up ready to go round two. “If you’ll excuse me, I have a Rogue to slaughter.” She sheathed her sword in its rightful place. 
With that, Lailani dashed for Dimitri wielding her baton fighting sticks. “Let’s dance you nasty ass motherfucker!” She yelled giving him an uppercut to the jaw and a roundhouse kick to face and torso. She raised her left baton and jabbed into his ribcage while the other came down on his back. Dimitri dropped like a stone. She withdrew her blade and smiled as she swung it forward. Blood red eyes met the eyes of the vampire slayer for a split second before his head rolled off his fucking neck. 
“Lailani!” Jamie yelled to nab her attention. “Behind you!” 
Thunderous steps were flying behind her. Great another damn vampire….Klaus. 
She threw her batons to the side and pulled out the sword of Lin Dan. She crouched into the fighting tiger position, bent at the knees ready to strike like a cobra. Klaus came to a dead stop. He had just come face to face with the vampire slayer. 
“You!” He pointed to her. “You’re the slayer!” 
"Someone deserves some points in the smarty division.”  
“Watch your mouth bitch!” 
“I’m staring at the bitch, oh and there’s another bitch over there.” She nodded pointing to the headless corpse of Dimitri with her blade. “I’m sorry make that a dead bitch.” They began circling each other. Tap dancing around the inevitable. 
“You will pay for what you did to Khan and Dimitri. Arthur will be pleased once he hears of your demise.” 
“How will you tell Arthur anything since your head will be sticking out on the end of my fucking sword?” 
Klaus drew back his lips and revealed his fangs and cursed. “You think you can destroy me, wench?” 
“Two for two motherfucker. Ready to make three.” She crouched down once more. 
"You think you got what it takes to defeat me." 
“Hell yes. No one comes after my family.” 
"Family?" You and a bunch of vampires a family? How does that work? You are the slayer, you kill vampires." 
"No, I only slaughter Rogues who threaten the lives of the human and vampire race who wish to live harmony with us." 
"In any case, why would--you've been mated to one of them haven't you?" Klaus sniffed the air and sucked a big gulp of oxygen into his lungs. "I can smell him on you." His lips curled back into an evil smile. His red eyes gleaming. The stench of rotting meat. 
"You will be a treasure killing, slayer.  It’s a shame though.   I’d rather feast on your blood. But times wasting.”  Klaus charged Lailani full fangs bared.  She summersaulted out of the way and pulled her sword up to her knees as she landed her boots making a thud on the concrete. 
He attempted to flash but with no luck so instead he decided to ram her into the wall.  He took off with full vampire speed. His arms out ready to snap her neck in two.  Lailani leapt out of the way and flipped around swinging her blade slicing forward nicking Klaus’s calve.   
Klaus growled in frustration.  He heard noise coming from the far side and noticed it was Morgan hobbling.  He watched Lailani’s facial expression turn grim.  So he was her mate.  The one who nearly chocked the life out of him.  He cocked his smile to one side.  He had found her weakness. 
“Morgan—“ she whispered as Jamie ran to him to give him aid. 
“That must be your mate.  I mangled him up pretty bad.  Too bad though he gets to watch you die.”  No human would get the best of him. 
Lailani closed her eyes as her blood reached its boiling peak.  She felt the power of the tiger and dragon energies flowing through her.  Her eyes flipped open just as Klaus made another charge for her.  Her grabbed her by her coat and slung her around to face him.  He locked her wrists in place causing her to drop her sword. 
“Not so tough without your sword aren’t ya?”  He cackled. 
“What makes you think I’m without back up?”  She snickered. 
With that last phrase, her sword pierced through Klaus’s chest and she ducked out of its path.  He screamed in agony and pain.  As he turned around, he noticed Alexa standing behind him.  Her hands covered in his blood.  She pointed her 9mm at his chest and smiled.   
“You will never hurt my family again.  Enjoy hell!” The gun fired twice point blank in his chest sending him downward.   
Lailani landed back on her feet and rushed over to Morgan.  He was bruised and bloodied up pretty good.  “Oh God, Morgan you alright?” 
“Are you okay?  How’s Maleah?”  His face was stricken with panic. 
“We’re fine.  I didn’t get hit in the stomach.  She is well protected.  She’s fine.  Here see for yourself.”  Lailani grabbed Morgan’s bloodied hand and rested on her stomach.  He felt little kicks even through her Kevlar suit and tears rose to his eyes. 
“Morgan my love, don’t cry. It’s okay now.  We’re okay now.”  She leaned down kissed lips tenderly. 
“Next time, I think I’ll take your sword.”  He collapsed into her arms. 
“You need blood.  Zander get over with some bloodwine now!”  Lailani shouted cradling Morgan’s face.  God, to think she was just here 5 months ago.  Now, two more Rogues.  One question remains a mystery.  Who is Arthur? 
Her mind snaps back to reality when Zander returns with blood wine.  “Sorry Morgan, no pepsi to chase it.”  He began gulping his bottle. 
“I think I’ll make this time an exception.”  He accepted the red liquid and swallowed it whole.  After a few breaths, he said, “Bring some to Alexa.  I know she’s wounded badly,” handing Jamie a bottle. 
Jamie called out for Alexa and found her propped against a huge crate.  “Here’s some bloodwine. You need it.  You’re bleeding out badly.  I can only do so much with a needle and thread.” 
“Thank you Jamie.”  She took glass and sipped her beverage slowly. 
“Are you okay?” Jamie asked. 
“Funny you ask but yes.  I never thought I’d ever kill another vampire. One of my kind.  But then I realized as Klaus was threatening to kill Orrin, I have no kind.  I only have family.  Orrin, Zander, you, and now Morgan and Lailani.”  She looked down at large gash in her arm and saw her skin mending itself back together.  “I will always protect the ones I love with my very life.” 
“As we would do for you, Alexa,” Jamie said as she leaned next to her and gave her a shoulder bump.  “I better go find Zander and see what he wants to do with….” she pointed to the corpses “this shit lying on the floor.” 
Alexa chuckled and clapped Jamie on her shoulder and watched her disappear around the corner.  God, what a way to spend vacation. 
Zander was tending to Morgan and Lailani making sure they were okay which of course they were since they were bonded.  Speaking of bonded, where was his mate?  He called out for her.  Got no answer.   
“I’m gonna go find Jamie.”  He said as Morgan nodded and went back to stroking Lailani’s hair.  He loved her long, dark locks.  God, he just loved her.  She was so brave. 
Zander came from behind the boxes and shelves only to be faced with long, knife and a pistol pointed in his face.  Farid was ready for the final showdown. 
“As I said vampire, I take what is mine.  You may be fast but last I looked around bullets can kill you.”  Farid cocked the hammer of the gun. 
“Jamilah is going home with her true husband and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.” 
Zander’s last thoughts were of Jamie.  He would protect her and not call for her. He closed his eyes and saw her warm chestnut eyes, her wavy brown hair.  Her beautiful Middle Eastern skin.  Her body moving against his.  He hoped that she was pregnant with his child as he was about to leave this Earth so she wouldn’t be alone. 
Jamie felt Zander’s emotions and tapped into what he was feeling.  Sadness why?  Why was he thinking of leaving?  Oh Allah! Farid was there.  She raced around the corner and tripped over shelves and barrels.  She saw the gun pointed directly at Zander.  She didn’t think about it.  She only reacted.   
As Farid fired the gun, Jamie pushed Zander out of the way and was struck in the chest.  She fell to the ground and rolled as her blood ran ruby on the ground. 
“Jamilah,NO!”  Farid hollered as he watched her bleed out over the floor.  He dropped to the ground screaming and cursing.   
“Oh God Jamie NO!” Zander screamed rolling her over to her front.   
Jamie was gasping for air as she knew it would be a matter of minutes and she would bleed out.    She would leave this world forever without her Zander. 
“You are to blame for this.”  Farid yelled pointing the blade at Zander.   
“Kill me go on! You’ve shot my only reason for living.”  Zander hollered cradling Jamie to his arms as tears ran down his face. 
“You deserve to die!” He ran towards them ready to take Zander’s life with his blade.   
Finding the will, Jamie pushed Zander from her body and stuck her leg out causing Farid to trip and fall forward.  Just as he fell to the ground, he gasped and rolled over.  His own blade became lodged in his chest. The blood pooled around him.  He took one last glance over at his would-have-been future.  Jamie gave him the finger.   
Zander pulled Jamie back into his lap.  She was near death.  He couldn’t live without her he didn’t care what he said to Alexa.  He refused to spend eternity without her.  He would change her.  As Zander readied to score his wrist, Jamie’s hand covered his. 
“No, you promised me remember?” 
“Oh, God no Jamie please, I cannot live without you. You’re my soul mate the beating in my chest, my reason for living.  Please let me change you.” 
“No, you will keep your promise to me.  Honor me this way Zander.  I want to go knowing that you honored my wishes and I take your love with me wherever I go.”  She whispered as her breathing labored. 
By now, Lailani and Morgan were watching Zander hold Jamie as she clung to life.  Lailani’s tears were rolling down her face.  She said a silent prayer that God would spare her friend. 
Morgan held his wife as he watched his best friend say good bye to his mate. 
“It’s time Zander.  Kiss me one last time.”  Zander leaned down as his tears fell onto her cheeks and kissed his Jamie one last time.  
 “I love you.” 
“As I love you my Zander.”  She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. 
Suddenly a bright flash of light appeared before them and a billowy, smoky apparition floated above them. 
“Hello Jamie.”  The apparition said. 
Jamie’s eyes fluttered open.  She recognized the voice it was her Jinn.  Her Jinn had come to see her to the afterlife.  Zander looked up at the ghost and knew this had to be Jamie’s Jinn.  The Jinn who had come to take her spirit away to heaven. 
“Jamie, you have made the ultimate sacrifice as I said you would without thought of your own safety and wellbeing knowing you would not survive.” 
“And I would do it again.” Her voice a hoarse whisper. 
“Yes, I know you would.  Your whole life you’ve been in the service of others.  Never asking anything for yourself. Always thinking of others before yourself.  Using your special gift of healing for others without ever thinking of your own wounds.” 
“I love him.  I love them.  They are my family.” 
“Indeed they love you and they are your family.  For your sacrifice, I am bestowing a gift to you.” 
The Jinn floated down and cast its cloak over her wound.  “I give you back your life Jamie Kent.  You belong here with this man.  The man who brought you out of Bahrain. I give you immortality that you may spend it with him and when he is ready to leave this earth I suspect you will go together as it was always meant to be.”  With that, Jamie’s wound was no more and her Jinn disappeared forever. 
Jamie took in a breath of air.  Smelled like lavender and apples.  Her Zander smelled like that.  Her eyes opened.  There he was smiling at her as the tears escaped from his eyes.  Zander pulled Jamie up to his chest and squeezed with all his might.  He was given a second chance with his Jamie, his Middle Eastern guardian. 
“Oh, Jamie, I love you.”   He kept saying over and over smothering her with his kisses and embraces.   
“I love you too.”  She sat up only to find herself a little dizzy. “Whoa!” 
“Take it easy Jamie.”  Zander helped her stand and wrapped one arm around her waist so that she could steady herself. 
Morgan and Lailani approached Jamie with hugs and happiness while Zander held on tight to his mate.  Life was so good at this moment. 
“Uh, not to put a damper on this awesome moment guys but, uh…what do we do about them and all this?”  Alexa asked looking around surveying the grounds. 
“I’ll call security and have them take care of it.” 
“What about the bodies can exactly hide them?” 
Morgan eyes furrowed together as an idea sprout in his head.  “Zander this place have a furnace?” 
And what do you know, it did.  Well those three lucky bastards get to spend time in the fiery pits of hell after all.  And that was that. 
The next nights pass and an aggravated Jamie lay cooped up in her bed.  Zander was waiting on her hand and foot.  This time he gets to play nurse. 
“Zander you have to seriously stop.  You are driving me crazy.” 
“Look, I’m the doctor here and I say two more days of rest.” 
“I’ll bet Morgan’s not this fussy over Lailani.  She’s the kind of gal who won’t stand for it.” 
“You kidding!  He’s twice as worse than me especially since she’s pregnant.” 
“I’m sure she’s ready to kill him too.” 
“Probably but that’s fully bonded vampire males for you my female.”   
“Zander please let me up.  Our home is a wreck.  It is obvious you lived the bachelor life before you married me.  You can’t cook no offense.  I hear from our houseman that my kitchen is turned upside down.  Poor Alexa is not the maid.” 
“She loves doing domestic stuff.  I’ll hire more people.  Right now I am tending to my wife whom I love dearly.  You are not to do anything for the next two days Jamie.  You’re recovering remember?”  Zander stood by Jamie’s bedside and crossed his arms. 
“Zander if I have to stay in this bed one more minute, I swear to Allah I will hurt you.” 
“Swear all you like but you’re not going anywhere.” 
Oh yeah, two can play this game.  Jamie pushed back the covers and bolted for the door her wet hair swinging over her shoulder.  Zander having the speed like superman raced around the room and grabbed his wife by her waist before she even made it to the door. 
Jamie turned in his arms and jumped up so that her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms draped around his neck. 
“You know this is a very nice position.”  She smiled sweetly. 
“Jamie, don’t even think about it, it’s best to wait—“ She quieted him with her mouth and tongue.  He could never turn this down. 
Zander could smell her arousal for him as it flooded the air with his.  He pushed Jamie’s back against the door and cupped her ass with one hand. 
“Ravish me Zander.”  She breathed into his mouth reaching between their bodies to rub his massive hard on. 
“Jamie!”  He gasped and sped back to bed where he was going to make sweet, tender love to her all night long. 
After making love for a solid two hours, Jamie naked lay nestled next to Zander’s big chest.  His warmth blanketed over her body.  His arms wrapped tightly around her as he slept peacefully.  She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and thanked Allah for all she had.  This was where her life was meant to take her.  Here in the arms of the man she loved, to cherish and protect him.  To be his eternal guardian. 
The end. 
 
 
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