“Yes. I am back. I am sorry I left,” he said. “I was stubborn and a fool. I should never have left you,” he said and bent down to kiss me, but I turned away. He looked hurt but soon realized I didn’t want anyone to kiss me on the lips. Fraser was the last one to kiss me there and I didn’t want anyone else to take that away.
He kissed my forehead instead and twined his hands in my long blonde hair. “This,” he said, “this is going to take getting used to.” He lifted my chin up to gaze into my green eyes and he flashed that devastating grin that I loved and said, “You are so short.”
I smiled the first real smile that I had in days and gazed adoringly at him, my darling boy.
“She is beautiful,” Constantine growled at him.
“I didn’t say she wasn’t. I am just not used to seeing my sire as a petite, green-eyed blonde,” Devon growled back. “Any chance I can persuade you to be Elizabeth again?” he asked me, half joking.
I shook my head and he looked disappointed, asking, “So what do I call you then?
“Nothing,” I told him, the same as I told Constantine.
He looked worried at the seriousness of my tone but didn’t say anything.
“Is your business conducted? Are we free to leave?” Constantine asked him brusquely.
“Free as a bird,” Devon said.
“Good.” He grabbed us both by the elbows and transported us in that very unsettling way to his castle in Tuscany.
We arrived in my old room, which had remained unchanged since I left it two hundred and forty years ago. I looked around in surprise.
“Everything is as you left it, my sweet. I will leave you to get settled. Devon, Francesca will sort you a room when you are ready.”
He left abruptly as Devon looked around in wonder. “This is a very nice room. It’s yours?”
I nodded. “It was. I suppose he wants me to be comfortable and in a familiar place. Would you?” I asked, pointing to the candles.
“Of course,” he murmured.
I took my shoes off and crawled onto the bed.
“I can come back later, if you want to sleep,” he said.
“No, I have missed you. Come here and never leave me again,” I pouted at him.
He crossed over to the bed and held me in his arms. “Yes, ma’am,” he said.
The End
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THE TIES THAT BIND: THE FOREVER SERIES, BOOK 5
The Ties That Bind
The Forever Series, Book 5
BY EVE NEWTON
THIRD EDITION
Copyright © Eve Newton, 2012