me?" His eyes searched mine. "After only a few short hours?"
"Yes. And what's more..." I must have really lost my senses, as the next words out of my mouth were, "I think you love me, too." One perfectly shaped eyebrow arched a fraction, and he sat up, staring at me for what seemed an eternity.
I couldn't stand the silence any longer. "You don't have to know someone for very long to know if you love him or not," I blurted, feeling tears burn the back of my eyes. Shit ... if he was going to reject me now...
He reached behind him and handed me my wineglass, filled to the brim. Howdoes he do that? I thought, taking the glass with a shaking hand. Say something, please...
"Roger..."
"Yes?"
He smiled sadly then took a long sip of his wine. "Before you commit yourself to me, there are things you should know." "Like what? Staying out of the sun? I can do that—"
"Listen to me, Roger!"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be flippant."
He nodded, his smile returning.
"Come here." He leaned back against the headboard and took me in the crook of his arm. "What passed between us this night was wonderful..." 42
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I could hear the "but" coming a mile off. I remained quiet.
"But if you wish to become a part of my life, there are many things you would have to give up. Just for a start, that would mean your friends and family. I am not the kind of man you can take home to meet your parents. Are you prepared to never see them again?"
I stayed silent, and he seemed to take that as a "no", for he sighed and said, "I thought not. It is a lot to ask of one—
even one who professes to love you."
"I do love you," I protested. "And you didn't give me a chance to answer. Yes. The answer is yes . I would give everything up for you!"
He sighed again. "Roger ... after only a few hours of ecstasy, you are willing to give up all you have known for the past twenty-four years? Think of what you are saying."
"Does it make me sound shallow?" I asked, lifting my head to look at him. "Does it diminish me in your eyes?"
"No, it does not," he assured me. "I worry, though, that after you have made the decision to leave all behind you, to stay with a man you have not yet known a full day—a man who is not ... fully human—I worry that you will come to regret it, just as I did, centuries ago."
"Oh..." That hadn't occurred to me—that he regretted his rebirth. "But you were cast away. You told me he abandoned you. You wouldn't do that to me, would you?"
"No, Roger, I would not."
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cock harden again. Jesus, if he was trying to talk me out of this, he was going about it all the wrong way. With my free hand, I brought his face to mine and kissed his lips with a fervour I could not control.
"Tell me," I breathed into his mouth. "Tell me I'm not wrong for wanting this."
He returned my kiss, then said, "Let us make a bargain. I will return you to your friends tonight. They will know nothing of your departure—for them our dalliance has never happened. You will remember everything. Tomorrow night, meet me at Joe's Café on Sunset. Say around six. We will talk more of this then. It will give you time to think, time to rationalise, and perhaps, time to reconsider your decision."
"But I ... Joe's Café ? Couldn't we do something a little better than that?"
"It's quiet ... informal. I like it."
"But I—"
He placed his forefinger on my lips. "Those are my conditions."
I snorted. "Some bargain! You get to make all the conditions. What do I get?"
"Time," he said gently. "Now, get dressed, and I will take you back to the party."
"But it's three in the morning," I said, looking at my watch on the nightstand. "Everyone will have gone home."
"You will be returned at the exact moment you left. I told you, no one will