dead body on the floor. Heather finished the first gown and looked at the clock. Seven-thirty. The sun would set soon. She said a silent prayer for Ian that he would wake up. Then she shook her head in dismay. It was happening. She could no longer view these vampires as monsters.
And she was getting drawn into their world.
Jean-Luc woke with the usual electrifying jolt that shot through his body and jump-started his heart. He rushed through his shower and breakfast, for he needed to know as quickly as possible that nothing bad had happened during the day. Was Heather all right? How had Ian fared his first day on the stay-awake drug?
He dressed in gray slacks and a maroon polo shirt - normal clothes. He only hoped Heather wouldn't look at him like she had last night, with that look of horror and disgust in her eyes. He had to win her back somehow.
He checked the kitchen, but they weren't there. As he exited, he saw Fidelia leading Bethany toward the stairs.
"Oh, Juan-Luc!" She grinned. "Thank you for the lovely presents." She cradled the box of tarot cards against her chest.
"I love my new doll." Bethany held it up so he could see. "Her name is Princess Katherine."
"I like that." So the items he'd ordered on Sunday night had arrived. "Do you know where your mother is?"
Bethany pointed down the hall.
"They're all in the studio." Fidelia lowered her voice. "Waiting for Ian to wake up."
Jean-Luc stiffened. "He's not...awake?"
Bethany giggled. "He sleeps too much."
Fidelia winced. "Come on, little one. Let's get you in the tub." She hustled Bethany up the stairs.
Jean-Luc zoomed to the studio and stopped.
Heather was kneeling on the floor beside Ian, with Robby, Phineas, and Phil surrounding them. She glanced up at Jean-Luc. His heart lurched in his chest. Her eyes no longer showed disgust, but they were glistening with pain. Her generous nature was taking Ian's dilemma to heart.
"I need to talk to you." She rose to her feet and moved away, obviously so they could have some privacy. She didn't know yet that it was unnecessary, for Vamps had super hearing. "How could you let him do something so dangerous?"
"I objected," Jean-Luc answered quietly. "But in the end, I couldn't force him to abstain. It was his decision."
"But he may have killed himself just so he can have a chance at true love." Heather wiped her eyes. "It's sad."
"An honorable man will sacrifice all for true love."
She glanced at him, her eyes widening.
"When Roman took the drug, he was late to wake, too." Jean-Luc turned to watch Ian. "I believe he will wake."
A silence fell between them as they waited.
Robby turned to Phineas. "Go see if Fidelia and the wee lass are all right. We'll let ye know what happens here."
"All right." Phineas trudged out of the room.
"And ye're off the clock, lad," Robby murmured to Phil. "Ye doona need to stay."
"Yeah, I do." Phil folded his arms across his chest.
Heather drew a deep breath. "We got the boxes of stuff you ordered."
Jean-Luc faced her. "Did you like the dress?"
"It's lovely." She avoided looking at him. "But I can't keep it."
"Why not?" Was she punishing him?
"I don't want to be...beholden to you. You've already given me a great job and a safe place to stay."
"You saved my life, Heather. I am beholden to you."
"Oh, I'm sure you could have handled Louie on your own." She waved a hand in dismissal. "You're the European fencing champion, remember?"
"But I didn't have a sword, remember?"
Scowling, she turned to face him. "I'm quite sure you could have defeated him without my help. You're...muy macho, as Fidelia would put it."
"Merci. Though you needn't look so annoyed by it."
She crossed her arms. "I still can't keep the dress or the other...stuff."
He stepped closer. "You mean the bras?"
"There was more than one?"
"Three bras, three panties." He raked his gaze over her body. "I was very careful to get the right size."
Her cheeks flushed pink. "They're going back."
"No, they're not." When she opened her mouth to protest, he continued, "Because of me, you and your family are in danger. Because of me, your house was ruined. Most likely everything in your house has sustained smoke damage and will need to be replaced. I have cost you a fortune. The few things I purchased don't begin to repay you. It is I who is in debt to you."
She gave a sigh of defeat. "All right. Thank you."
"How are you feeling?" He didn't like to