before. Not only did he have to share me with Kellen, but now, he was been whisked off to a society he didn’t know existed. I squeezed his hand tight. “Are you really okay with it all?”
Chase shrugged deeply. “Still processing.”
I glanced toward Kellen and gave a little nod toward the cockpit. I needed time alone with Chase.
Kellen winked, stood then said, “I’m hungry. I bet the pilot has something around here…or in him…I could eat.” He laughed and headed off down the aisle.
I glanced back at Chase to find his gaze steady on me. “What are you finding the hardest to deal with?”
Chase sighed as he leaned his head back against the beige leather headrest. “I suppose this sharing bit.” He shifted his head to the side, met my gaze again. “What will it mean?”
“It just means you will have to share my time.” I placed my other hand over top of his in hopes to give more comfort.
He laughed softly, but it wasn’t a laugh of amusement, it was more out of uncertainty. “What’s the plan then, are we going to work out a schedule?”
I shook my head and gulped at the same time. I hadn’t quite worked this out yet. And what I did want, I wasn’t sure Chase would agree to. “Kellen will be busy with his duty to the Mistress. He’ll be gone for long stretches.”
He worried his bottom lip with his teeth before he said, “All right, so, on those stretches you will be with me?”
I nodded without hesitation. That about summed it up. “That’s right.”
Chase pondered that for a moment, his bottom lip now looking red from the action with his teeth. “And when he’s back, you will be with him?”
It was an important question and he deserved an answer. But I wasn’t really sure how it was all going to play out. “I don’t really know.” I glanced to our joined hands and for the first time with Chase, I was completely truthful. “I was kinda hoping we could all be together.”
The silence grew heavy. When I couldn’t take anymore, I glanced back up to see Chase’s inquisitive expression. “Together?” he repeated, brow arched.
Trying to lighten the mood, I resorted to my usual playfulness that always eased him.
“Yeah, like a big happy family.”
His jaw clenched, the muscles flexed. This time my action didn’t work in the least.
“And who will you spend your nights with?”
So, the question had finally come up. The one that I knew he’d been eager to ask.
Truth was I had no answer to this one. Maybe a schedule would work with allotted time with each, but would either of them agree to that? I wasn’t sure.
I lifted my hand from his and reached up to touch his cheek. “We will work it out.
It’ll be all right, I promise.”
Chase gave a soft smile in return.
Suddenly, my thoughts had me worried. He hadn’t seen anything yet. He might still be processing what had taken place, but he was about to partake in something I didn’t know how he would respond to. I could only hope it wouldn’t tip his scale into a mental breakdown.
“We’re landing,” Kellen’s sudden voice broke through my concern.
I smiled a thank you to Kellen for giving Chase and I some privacy, as he sat down, he returned it. I glanced back at Chase, hoped the answers settled him and by the softened look of him, it did. For now, anyway. I raised my other hand to place on his cheek. “You ready to do this?”
Chase nodded, I pulled his face down toward mine, needed to reassure him. I wanted him to remember all the reasons he wanted me in his life so when the time came, he’d get through all this. I laid my lips against his and followed his movements as our tongues swept across each other’s passionately.
I didn’t stop reminding him until the plane touched down.
Chapter Eight
Chase cleared his throat deeply as his gaze stayed on the vampire before him. “This is the Mistress?” He glanced around at the lavish mansion set deep in the Hollywood Hills. “And this is where she lives?”
I chuckled softly, understanding his surprise. I’d seen it in mortals before. Their disbelief of how normal vampires lived. It wasn’t gothic castles and coffins. They were wealthy and enjoyed plentiful lifestyles. He was probably expecting the Mistress to have the look of death. Ellery was anything but that. She held the air of royalty, a natural beauty with dark eyes that swelled