2 Vampires, Warlocks, And Exes (Pixie Dust Chronicles 2)

“Come on, we have to get back,” Vance called to them.

The couple, smiling and holding hands, turned around and started walking towards him. The boy was ruggedly handsome in his youth and the girl was beautiful, with delicate features. I could feel the love seeping out of their pores with every fiber of my being. I studied their faces, trying to make sense of everything as they came closer. I looked into the girl’s eyes and was met with exact replicas of my own. I gasped, severing our mental connection. I opened my eyes as tears started flowing down my cheeks.

“That was them,” I cried. “They looked younger, but that was definitely them.”

Vance gave me a concerned look and moved closer. “Are you okay, Karli?”

“This can’t be real. You knew my parents. You knew my grandmother, someone I’ve never even met. How is this even possible? How is it possible that the one person on the planet who knows my family, besides Irina, is someone that I happened to meet by chance? How is it possible that this person is you?”

He placed his hands on my face as I began crying harder. “I don’t know, Karli. Sometimes Fate has a way of making things happen.” He started kissing away my tears. “Shh, honey. Don’t cry. It’s okay. Everything is going to be okay.”

“You said you knew them when they lived here. Did you know me?”

“No, not exactly,” he replied. “The last time I saw them was when your mother was pregnant with you. When she told me she was expecting, I didn’t react appropriately. I was so wrapped up in my own misery that I couldn’t be happy for them. Understandably, she was hurt because they were my closest friends for over sixty years. I didn’t talk to them once for almost five years after that.”

I took some deep breaths, calming myself down a little so I could speak. “You said she called you to say goodbye. Why would she have done that if you hurt them so badly?”

“She wanted to wish me peace in my life,” he said and sighed. “She told me that she forgave me because she knew how badly I was hurting. She said that she saw hope in my future, I only needed to be patient. She was a very talented seer; did you know

that?”

“I had no idea,” I replied breathlessly.

“Karli, I didn’t know this at the time, but I think she knew that you would come into my life. Maybe she saw you in my future.”

“How could that be?” I asked. “That would mean that she knew that I would stay here. Did she know that they were going to die? If so, why did they leave the house that day? How could they have just left me like that?”

“Karli, I know you didn’t get a chance to know them well, but I did,” he said. “You were everything to them. I will never forget the look on your mom’s face when she told me she was pregnant. She was radiant! I was so envious of the love they had for each other, and you were a product of that. Trust me, if she knew what would happen, she would let it, because it was meant to happen. She once told me that sometimes we must endure trials and tribulations because they open our souls to the ones who were meant to unlock them.”

I started reaching for a towel so I could get out of the tub. “You’re telling me that they abandoned me, because Fate told them to?” I shrieked.

He sat back and placed his hand over mine, preventing me from unfolding the towel. “They had complete faith in it. I used to as well, but I lost my way. I’m only realizing now that they were right all along.”

I recalled a photo in his living room. One that had given me the chills the first time I saw it. “Omigod, that picture on the sofa table. You’re standing on a boat with two other people. Those are my parents! I didn’t recognize them at first because they were wearing those big hats and sunglasses.”

Looking down he said, “Yes, that’s them. That was taken the last day I saw them.” He looked up at me, grabbing my hand and holding it against his chest. “She was six weeks pregnant in that picture, so technically you’re there too. I know it’s upsetting to think about your parents’ deaths, but you need to have faith, Karli. Faith in the Fates, and faith in us. I’ve looked at that picture every day for over twenty-five years because it made me feel peace like nothing else could. I couldn’t explain it before now, but I know that’s because of you.”

He blasted me with unfathomable emotion as he kissed me just then. I was completely consumed by it—by him. My heart instantly melted…suddenly I was a firm believer in destiny. “Oh, Vance,” I moaned.

He pulled me into his lap, and I crossed my ankles behind his back. “Karli, I need to be inside you again,” he said breathlessly.

I resumed our kiss as he lifted my hips, slowly sliding me down his massive length. “Oh, you feel so good!” I exclaimed.

“This feels so good, baby,” he said as he moved inside of me, splashing water on the floor. “So right.” He trailed kisses down my jaw, to my neck, and back up to my earlobe as I slowly rode him. “I’ve never felt anything more perfect in my entire life.”

I gasped as he lifted me to the thick head of his penis, before thrusting into me down to the hilt. “Me neither,” I agreed. “Nothing in this world feels better than this!”

I fell into his embrace and didn’t let go for the next three days.

******

On Wednesday morning, Vance and I managed to untangle ourselves from each other and head to Smith’s for some groceries. It felt odd to do something so domestic with him, yet at the same time it felt so natural. Everything with him now seemed so natural. Instinctual. As if this is where I was meant to be all along.

“What do you feel like having for dinner?” he asked as he playfully bumped his hip into mine.

I bumped him back. “I don’t know. My dinners usually consist of something frozen. I’m not much of a cook.”

He leaned over and lightly pecked me on the lips. “That’s because you’ve never had the right person to teach you. Lucky for you, I’m a good teacher. Cooking, Fae magic, sex magic, you name it. Although if you ask me, I think we’re doing just fine without the sex magic. Better than fine.”