"No, but I've been close."
I hung on his words.
"Alexander changed his life for you," he said. "He didn't return to Romania when he could have. He fought to buy his house so he could continue living here to be close to you."
Hearing Sebastian say how much Alexander cared meant the world to me. I'd always wanted to do the changing,but Alexander had changed for me.
"I just know with Luna, this time it's for real," he said.
"How can you be so sure?"
"She's amazing. She's beautiful and sexy. I can't take my eyes off of her."
I didn't care to hear how wonderful Luna Max well was. "Would you change your life for her?" I challenged. "Never travel to all those cities without her?"
Sebastian thought. "Yes. I think I would."
"ThenIthink youlove her," Isaid throughgritted teeth.
Although I wasn't crazy about Alexander's best friend falling for the one vampire I couldn't trust, it was better than him turning his affections toward Becky again. I would have preferred for him to fall for Scarlet or Onyx, but no amount of my morbid matchmaking seemed to make that happen.
My cell phone beeped and I noticed I had a text from Alexander.
Where are you? What's taking you so long?
I texted back, Meet me at your front door.
The front door slowly creaked open.
Alexander looked surprised to see Sebastian standing next to me.
"Dude--" Sebastiansaid. "It's time Ifinally. . ." he began.
He waited forAlexander to saysomething--anything--but myboyfriend remained silent.
"How about another game of Medieval Knights?" Sebastiansaid. "Youcanget evenwithme inthe virtual world.
The best two out of three wins."
A huge smile came overAlexander's face. He pulled the front door wide openand Sebastiansauntered inside. I gladlyfollowed the two upstairs to the Mansion's TV room.
That was it--no groveling or tearful reunions. No hugs or major blowouts. Just a face-to-face, over-in-a-minute reconciliation between two childhood best friends.
I sketched my ideas for the Crypt while two vampires battled out their angst against each other with computer-generated swords.
Chapter 8 - Interior Decorator
There were a few things I felt good at: sneaking into mansions, getting in the face of brazen bullies, and decorating in the style of the macabre.
I wanted to share my ideas with Jagger because I was sure that I could help out with the opening of the club. I could design, decorate, or even clean. I didn't care. I'd sweep floors if Ihad to. When I worked at Arm strong Travel, there wasn't anything I wanted to do--and I was being paid. However, for a chance to be part of the Crypt,I'd be willing to do anything--well, almost anything--for free.
The next night, before I headed to the Mansion to spend time with Alexander, I raced to the factory to plead my case for joining the Crypt's crew.
I found Jagger in one of the main factory rooms pacing and talking on the phone. When he caught sight of me, he quickly ended his call.
"I guess Sebastian told you we were here?" he asked.
"I figured it out on my own," I said triumphantly. "I want to talk to you about something."
"Yes?" Jagger seemed pleased. He dusted off anold chair and offered it to me. "Please sit down."