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Moonlight at Water's Edge


Moonlight streaked across the rolling waves. Warm water lapped at her ankles as she stared out over the water. Hot, sultry, the winds tangled in her hair, kissing her neck. Kneeling, she dropped the single red rose in the surf, the flower blurred by the tears in her eyes.

A hand pressed against her abdomen, the band of gold cool against her flesh. Beneath her touch, her baby kicked. Laughing through her tears, she turned to stroll back along the wet sand to the lawn chair open beneath the palm trees.

“Tears? Are you sad, this night my love?”

She smiled at the warmth and devotion in the rich baritone. Lifting her hand she clasped his hand, pulling him closer. “How can I be sad this night, my darling? We’re together and we will always be now. Nothing can separate us.”

“To eternity then,” he handed her a frosty glass and tapped its rim with his own. “To eternity, love, and our son.”

“To love and our son.” She sipped at the spicy fruit drink, her eyes on the waves. Yes, it would be eternity, she thought as she played with the faint scars of his bite upon her neck. There were worse things than being the bride of a man cursed to walk in the moonlight.


To be Continued....

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Comments

ella jade said…
I'm a sucker for a vampire story:) Can't wait to see where you're headed.
Tamaria Soana said…
A vampire story!!! I'm excited to read more! There is nothing more erotic then a sexy vampire!
Patricia Bates said…
Thanks ladies, I won't spoil the suprise but...its about to get hotter ;)
Lacey Wolfe said…
I can't wait to read more! Great cliffhanger.
Pamela Tyner said…
Oh, I like it! Nice job!

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