Reclaimed

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Sabrina fought off the butterflies attempting to overrun her stomach. Tonight, Marie and Isaac were going to meet. She knew they would get along great, if Marie let go of her preconceived notions. She also desperately hoped any creatures, be they werewolves or vampires, stayed away. That, she thought as she chuckled, was one side of her life she’d rather her sister not see.

She yawned and rubbed her temples in aggravation. She had tossed and turned on the couch all night long, getting little sleep. Geez, she probably looked like crap. Isaac would think she was a zombie and smite her on the spot. She almost laughed aloud at the thought.

Until she wondered if zombies actually existed.

A knock sounded at the door, and Sabrina—who could feel Marie’s eyes studying her every movement—walked demurely to the door to open it. She longed to run into his arms and greet him properly, and see the answering yearning in his blue gaze. It may have been one day spent apart, but it seemed like so much more.

“Come in.” She smiled at the mere sight of him. Who knew her happiness could depend so much upon simply being able to set eyes upon a man?

Fascinating.

Her heart raced excitedly, and she felt her cheeks flush with heat.

He stopped at her side to give her a sweet kiss on the cheek and a hand squeeze. “Hello, Sabrina,” he whispered in her ear, causing her to tremble.

Gathering her wits about her, she turned to Marie. “Marie, this is Isaac. Isaac, this is my sister, Marie.” She swallowed a laugh when she saw Marie staring at him with her mouth hanging open in shock.

Freaking priceless.

Isaac walked over to her and shook her hand.

“Hello, Marie. It’s a pleasure to meet you. In the short time I’ve known Sabrina”—he turned to Sabrina and winked at her over his shoulder—“I’ve heard so much about you. All good, I promise.”

Marie flushed and snatched her hand back. Though Isaac’s back faced her, Sabrina would be willing to bet a million dollars he’d just unleashed both dimples upon Marie.

“Nice to meet you, too. I’ve also heard quite a bit about you. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

Walking to Sabrina’s side, Marie snatched her arm. “Shall we?”

“Ladies first,” Isaac replied.

“You could have told me he looked so unbelievably gorgeous,” she whispered furiously in Sabrina’s ear.

She laughed out loud at the anger in her sister’s voice.

“Shh,” Marie exclaimed. “He’ll hear you.”

He hears everything we’re saying, my dear.

“Okay, okay. Honestly, if I had tried to explain how incredibly hot he looked, I’d have failed miserably. Nothing prepares you for that.” She made a slight movement of her head, jerking it in Isaac’s direction to clarify exactly what she spoke of.

As if it were in question. Ha.

“Yeah, well, you could have at least tried.”

Sabrina looked over her shoulder at Isaac, only to see him glowing with male pride.

“Besides, he’s not perfect,” she whispered, conspiratorially.

“No?”

She could almost hear Isaac lean in closer to them.

“He snores.”

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