A Whisper of Eternity - By Amanda Ashley Page 0,94
of you and exist only to be in your arms again.
DSJ
She read the note again, kissed his initials, and then sat down at the desk to eat. Unrolling the napkin, she found another note. She grinned as she read it.
"I wasn't sure what you liked for breakfast. I hope something here will appeal to you. Love, Dom."
One by one, she uncovered the trays, revealing a strawberry waffle, chocolate chip pancakes dusted with powdered sugar, scrambled eggs, two poached eggs, and eggs over easy. Another tray held hash browns, fried potatoes, bacon, and sausage. There was a cup of fruit, three kinds of muffins, a blueberry tart, two slices of French toast, a single-size serving of Rice Krispies , a carton of milk, a glass of orange juice, and a cup of coffee.
For a moment, she stared at all the dishes spread before her, and then she burst out laughing. One thing was for certain. Life with Dominic would never be ordinary!
Filled with the warmth of his love and caring, she ate a bite of everything, then went into the bathroom and luxuriated in a hot bubble bath.
Later, she went shopping, buying whatever caught her eye.Something for her.Something for him. Something for her.Something for her that was also for him.
She sent her purchases up to their room and then left Caesar's Palace, deciding she might as well go sightseeing while she could. She wandered through the other casinos, overwhelmed by their opulence. They were all so gorgeous, both inside and out.
She ate lunch at the MGM Grand, stopped at The Mirage to wander through Siegfried andRoy 'sSecretGarden and DolphinHabitat, spent a few moments playing Blackjack at the Excalibur. Andyet, no matter where she was or what she was doing, she couldn't help wishing Dominic were with her, couldn't help wishing she could hurry the sun across the sky .
How many vampires were there in Vegas?In the world?
Where had Dominic gone to spend the day?
Where did the others go?
In the movieDracula , the vampire had been required to sleep on his native soil. Obviously that was Hollywood fiction since Dominic hadn't mentioned such a thing, but thinking about it made her wonder how many other vampire myths were fantasy and how many were fact. Would he be repelled by garlic?A cross? Would pure silver or holy water burn him? She would have to ask him later.
She was crossing the lobby of Caesar's Palace when she suddenly rememberedBryan . Hurrying up to her room, she dropped her packages on the bed, which had been made in her absence, and quickly dialed his number.
He didn't answer, so she left a message, telling him where she was and giving him her room number. It was only when she hung up the receiver that she realized he was probably down at the beach.
At least she hoped that's where he was. She couldn't shake the feeling that something horrible had happened. She couldn't help worrying that Kitana might have broughtBryan across, or that he was helplessly in thrall to her. She shook off a quick mental image ofBryan lying in a coffin beside Kitana , his lips stained with blood. If anything happened to him, it would be all her fault. Knowing howBryan felt about vampires, how would she live with herself if Kitana forced the Dark Gift on him?
As much as she wanted to spend another night here, it was time to go home. She had to get in touch withBryan , had to know that he was safe.
She glanced out the window, her heart skipping a beat when she saw the sun was low in the sky.
Dominic would be rising soon.
Chapter 29
Kitanacame awake the moment the sun began its slow descent below the horizon. Instantly alert, she sat up and stretched her arms over her head. As always, she was filled with a sense of indomitable power and well-being. She had been a sickly child. While her brothers and sisters were outside playing in the sun, she spent her days indoors, staring out the window. Unable to run and play with the others, she had been confined to her bed. Any exertion wearied her. Sometimes the mere act of eating had exhausted her.
She was nineteen years old the night the stranger came to her parents' inn. She had been sitting on a chair in the common room in front of the fire, blankets swathed around her. Summer or winter, she was always cold.
The man's gaze had settled on her face for a long time. His