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Bowie perched on Godric’s lap as she peered down at him. How odd it was to feel this close to someone she barely knew. It felt like they had been connected since the moment she was created. That probably was a silly thought, but the way he looked at her made her feel for certain she was meant for him just as much as he was meant for her. They had plenty of time to get to know one another and there was plenty of time for her to help him with his plan. Her fingers brushed down the soft skin of his neck as she let her body stay nestled against his own. They could talk about more planned things later. What she really wanted to do was to set fire to the spark that was pulsing between them. Hazel eyes studied his face and seemed to soak up all of his features. How lucky she felt to have crossed his path and become a part of this adventure. <br/>
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Bowie’s nose wrinkled up as he spoke and soft laugh seemed to escape her throat. “They didn’t do well to protect her much if they didn’t destroy family documents.” The family had led the thing they wanted to keep away from Gianna the most right to her front door. How silly of them and how much of a win it would be for Godric. She was excited to help him get what he desired most. She was very eager to please him in whatever ways he asked her. His hands were large and seemed to engulf her hips as he settled back against the couch. She let her eyes trace the curve of his neck up to his strong jaw line. How badly she wanted to trail kisses crossed his jaw. She contained herself though and listened as he spoke to her. Her eyes refocusing back on his own. A little tilt to her head as she kept her focus on him and not her wandering thoughts. <br/>
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He wanted to know who she was and she felt bashful for a brief moment. Chewing lightly on her lower lip as she thought about where to start. Some of her memory was hazed by all the time that had passed, but a lot of the important things lingered. “I had a happy upbringing,” she told him as she ran her fingers down his chest. “I was born and raised when hippies were taking over the world,” she laughed a little as she thought about her parents. She thought about the way they let her always be who she wanted and she thought about how she was never able to say goodbye to them. That she had outlived everyone that she loved. When he asked her about how she was turned a little bit of fear and disgust flashed across her face. “I was turned at Woodstock,” her voice had softened. “The first time I had ever been. My parents never really taught me about strangers because life was always about having fun and being free,” she looked away from him for a moment. “I met a man, I don’t know his name because he never told me and if he did it has been removed from my memory a long time ago. He was a charmer,” her eyes glancing at the fireplace. “He turned me in the middle of sex,” she frowned a little. “He left me there alone once I had blacked out from the pain and when I woke up I was alone and I’ve been alone ever since,” she said finally looking back at him.  “It’s been fifty years and I don’t know if he is still alive, but I secretly hope I find him and tear his throat out.” Bowie was naive in the vampire world. Everyday she was learning or trying to figure things out. It would be a lie if she didn’t say sometimes it scared her on who she was and other days she was ready to bring pure chaos down on this planet. <br/>
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“Dear Godric,” she purred as she leaned down and gave into her wishes leaving soft and tender kisses along his jawline. “Will you show me all the things I need to know?” she whispered against his skin. <br/>
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