Isolde turned a brilliant smile on Malachai. He stopped still as the dead for an instant, caught up with the sheer joy of it. He pulled her out of the vehicle and pulled her into his arms, right there on the street. Some boys on the other side hooted and cat called but Isolde only breathed in his scent, earthy and ancient.<br/><br/>When they finally broke apart, Isolde was breathing hard while Malachai's eyes were vampire red and focused intently on her face.<br/><br/>Patting her red hair, she asked,<br/>"You want to come in and hang around for a while. Watch me work, or something?"