dry and I crossed my arms over my stomach, “And you aren’t like my father?”
For a moment he looked angry but then, his eyes became gentle, “Lilly, I realize your mother hurt you for most of your life and I also have no doubt that your father would hurt you but I never will. I swear to you that no one will while you are with me.”
I had only met him hours before but somehow, his words calmed me. I had no doubt that he was telling the truth. After all, he had protected me from my mother and he was obviously concerned about my father kidnapping me.
“Thank you,” I whispered, relieved and he frowned.
“You shouldn’t thank someone for being kind to you,” he said, disturbed, “It should be expected.”
I nodded but I didn’t know what to say. Ion had been the only person who had shown me kindness before arriving in Timbly Mountain. Marco narrowed his eyes as he studied my face, “If someone is mean to you, tell me,” he said.
I nodded and then, shifted again, “I will,” I whispered as I realized that he was waiting for me agree.
He nodded satisfied and shrugged as he relaxed, “Now, about the engagement,” he said, biting his bottom lip, “We’ve only just met and I realize how hard this is for both of us. I wanted to make it a bit easier. I would like to start off our relationship as friends.”
My lips parted and I nodded, “I would like that.”
He grinned and I couldn’t help but to grin back.
“Now, I have to go and work with my dad and Andre. Can I please ask you to go inside?” he asked with a raised brow, “Your father worries me and I don‘t feel comfortable ordering you around. So, I am asking.”
I rolled my eyes and nodded as I closed my book. He stood and reached out his hand to me. I swallowed. The action was simple but somehow it was intimate too. I took a deep breath as I stared at his hand before I looked up at him. His smile had faded. The air crackled with intensity as his eyes darkened waiting for me to make a move. I gazed back at his hand and I slowly reached forward until my hand rested in his. I gasped as a jolt of awareness slammed through me. I looked up at him as I noticed him swallow.
He opened his mouth to say something but instead, of speaking he pulled me up to stand in front of him. His closeness caused my stomach to flip. I peeked up at him and quickly looked down suddenly afraid of the dark look in his eyes. My stomach twisted, causing my heart to seize. Finally, he moved beside me and we walked toward Aurora and Andre’s home in silence.
He didn’t let go of my hand until we reached the door of the motor home. I could feel his eyes on me as he stepped in front of me. I tilted my face up to look into his eyes. He bit his lip again and then, sighed.
“Please don’t go out without someone with you,” he whispered, causing his breath to fan over my face.
I nodded too nervous to speak, “Thank you,” he said and then, he backed away. He looked at me once more and then, he was gone, leaving me feeling oddly hollow.
Chapter Four
Bloodlines and Bonfires
Aurora narrowed her eyes at my clothes. I didn’t own many and the ones I did, came from thrift shops or yard sales. I knew most were threadbare and the ones that weren‘t were out of fashion. Finally, she found my one good dress and handed it to me while shaking her