but she held up one hand. âBefore you ask me what my plans are, Iâll just tell you theyâre none of your concern. The day after tomorrow should work.â She nodded toward the club. âPick me up here at sundown. I can give you an hour, but then I have to be back here to get my place ready for the night.â
âGreat.â Killian tilted his head and smiled before turning around and heading for the limo. Anticipating his arrival, Ivan got out and opened the back door for the prince. Killian lingered in the open door for a moment before he winked and said, âItâs a date.â
He slipped into the car and the door shut before Sadie could tell him it was most certainly not a date. As the shiny stretch limo pulled down the New York City street, however, part of her wished that it was.
Chapter 3
Sadie knocked on the door to Olivia and Dougâs apartment and prayed she wouldnât wake up the baby. She had desperately wanted to go for that swim tonight, but her two unexpected visitors ended up changing her plans. Tomorrow night she was going to get a swim if it freaking killed her. Letting out a sigh, she tipped her head back and stared at the stone ceilings of the Presidiumâs hallways. Buried deep beneath The Cloisters and Fort Tryon Park, the vampire government operated freely with humans none the wiser. Sadie envied their blissful ignorance of the supernatural world.
Olivia and her bloodmate, Doug, were the Czars of New York City, and after they bonded, both became daywalkersâvampires who could walk in the sun. Then, as if that wasnât enough change, they also had an adorable baby girl, Emily. Sadieâs mouth curved into a smile when she thought of the redheaded cherub. All of them loved Emily like a daughter, and given the oddity of her birth, she was probably the only child any of them would have. Dougâs angel bloodline, combined with the two of them being bloodmates, had resulted in Oliviaâs highly unusual pregnancy.
Well, that was what everyone thought, but who the hell knew what to expect anymore?
The changes theyâd been going through as a coven reminded Sadie of how sheâd felt when Olivia first turned her. The world had shifted, making her feel unsettled, like the ground beneath her feet could rumble at any moment and swallow her whole. The winds of change always seemed to be lurking around the corner lately. Sadie hated change. Sheâd loathed it when she was human, which was probably why she liked being a vampire so much. Life for the undead was steady and predictableâat least it had been until recently.
âWhatâs up?â Doug asked with a loud whisper as he swung the door open. His short blond hair was in a state of disarray and the pajama pants he wore were horribly wrinkled. The poor guy looked like a disheveled mess. Pressing his finger to his lips, he stepped back and gestured for Sadie to come in. âEmily is finally asleep, and if she wakes up, I might actually cry. Have you ever seen a grown man cry? Itâs not pretty.â
Doug shut the door silently before plopping onto the brown leather sofa. A moment later, their German shepherd, Van Helsing, trotted silently into the room and went directly to Sadie.
âSorry to bother you guys.â Sadie kept her voice to barely above a whisper and stood in the open living room of their spacious apartment while trying not to laugh at the new fatherâs predicament. The dog sat at her feet waiting for the scratches she always gave him, and two seconds later, Oreo appeared next to him. âAre you sure Oreo knows sheâs a cat? I swear she thinks sheâs a dog.â
âI have no idea, but you should be honored.â Doug opened his eyes briefly. âThose two rarely leave Oliviaâs side. Whatâs going on, Sadie?â
âI really need to speak to Olivia.â Sadie squatted down and stroked the two furry creatures lovingly. The