Maybe
you should explain.”
She glanced at Mrs. MacManus then back
at the large man. “You made me have an accident? Why would you…what if I had
been killed? Or if your son would have been killed?” He was shaking his head. “What
are you doing? He’s not immortal you know.”
“Actually, his is. All of us are. And I
don’t mean simply because we live a long time. Mac is immortal because of his
magic. So are Lizzy, Daniel, and Sara. Me too, I suppose, but I don’t think
about it.”
“Then how was he going to meet the sun
if he was…” She looked around the room. “Not until he met me. He wasn’t
immortal until we mated. That’s why you made us have an accident so that you
could close us in a room together and…you bastard.”
“No. My parents were married when—”
She tossed him against the wall and held
him there. She was just as surprised as he looked to be. Mrs. MacManus only
laughed. “Mr. MacManus, I should run a stake through you.” She looked over at
the laughing woman. “Does that work? A wooden stake through his heart?”
“On most, but not him. He’s protected,
and would you please call us Aaron and Sara? You make us sound positively old
when you do that.” She grinned at her. “Aaron can be a mite pushy when he
thinks he knows better than those he’s trying to help.”
“I’m right here, love. And could I
please be let down? I have things I’d like to talk to you about.”
The door opened and the Bradley walked
in. He took one look at Aaron and burst out laughing.
“I do not think this is all that funny
any longer, young lady. I demand that you let me go. Pup, you tell anyone about
this and I’ll drain you.”
She let him down. Hard and with a little
too much force. When he glared at her she shrugged her shoulders and stood. She
needed a job so that when this thing with Mac was over…she didn’t like the way
her heart ached when she thought about that.
“I’ll work for you until the next
building in the line is finished. But I work for you and not him.” She didn’t
even bother looking over at Aaron when he growled. “I leave if that doesn’t
suit you.”
“And Mac? What does he have to say about
you working for another male?”
Andi started for the door, not answering
Mr. MacManus. She was pretty sure she’d be able to find work anywhere if he
didn’t—
“He’s going to be pissed about a great
many things, one of which is you working with other males.”
Again, she shrugged. He’d either try and
make her quit or he’d live with it. She might enjoy the sex, but she wasn’t
going to be his doormat. Bradley told her where to go to work. She walked out
of the house and nearly fell over at the “replacement” that she’d been given.
A truck was only the title one gave this
sucker because it had an open back end and a cab. And that was where the
similarities ended. This baby was all luxury. Dark blue, it looked like he’d
taken it right off the floor and had it brought here. She looked around at Sara
when she stepped out.
“He does mean well. Sometimes he can be
a pain in the ass, but he’s very generous with those he loves.”
Andi looked at the truck before answering
her. “He doesn’t love me any more than Mac does. And in a few days, maybe a few
weeks, he’ll get tired of me too and I’ll have to move on again. Maybe before
that.” Andi wandered to the door of the truck and looked at Sara. “My stepfather
is going to come here soon. He always does. He’s not a nice person and tends to
do things that get him into trouble, but not before he figures out a way
to…he’s not very nice.”
“Who is he?”
Andi shook her head.
“We can’t help you if you don’t let us,
Andi. We protect what’s ours.”
“I don’t belong to anyone. I never have.
If you want to help me then find a way for this thing between your son and me
to go away. My dad will hurt him; immortal or not, he can still be hurt.”
“Mac won’t allow that, Andi.
you should explain.”
She glanced at Mrs. MacManus then back
at the large man. “You made me have an accident? Why would you…what if I had
been killed? Or if your son would have been killed?” He was shaking his head. “What
are you doing? He’s not immortal you know.”
“Actually, his is. All of us are. And I
don’t mean simply because we live a long time. Mac is immortal because of his
magic. So are Lizzy, Daniel, and Sara. Me too, I suppose, but I don’t think
about it.”
“Then how was he going to meet the sun
if he was…” She looked around the room. “Not until he met me. He wasn’t
immortal until we mated. That’s why you made us have an accident so that you
could close us in a room together and…you bastard.”
“No. My parents were married when—”
She tossed him against the wall and held
him there. She was just as surprised as he looked to be. Mrs. MacManus only
laughed. “Mr. MacManus, I should run a stake through you.” She looked over at
the laughing woman. “Does that work? A wooden stake through his heart?”
“On most, but not him. He’s protected,
and would you please call us Aaron and Sara? You make us sound positively old
when you do that.” She grinned at her. “Aaron can be a mite pushy when he
thinks he knows better than those he’s trying to help.”
“I’m right here, love. And could I
please be let down? I have things I’d like to talk to you about.”
The door opened and the Bradley walked
in. He took one look at Aaron and burst out laughing.
“I do not think this is all that funny
any longer, young lady. I demand that you let me go. Pup, you tell anyone about
this and I’ll drain you.”
She let him down. Hard and with a little
too much force. When he glared at her she shrugged her shoulders and stood. She
needed a job so that when this thing with Mac was over…she didn’t like the way
her heart ached when she thought about that.
“I’ll work for you until the next
building in the line is finished. But I work for you and not him.” She didn’t
even bother looking over at Aaron when he growled. “I leave if that doesn’t
suit you.”
“And Mac? What does he have to say about
you working for another male?”
Andi started for the door, not answering
Mr. MacManus. She was pretty sure she’d be able to find work anywhere if he
didn’t—
“He’s going to be pissed about a great
many things, one of which is you working with other males.”
Again, she shrugged. He’d either try and
make her quit or he’d live with it. She might enjoy the sex, but she wasn’t
going to be his doormat. Bradley told her where to go to work. She walked out
of the house and nearly fell over at the “replacement” that she’d been given.
A truck was only the title one gave this
sucker because it had an open back end and a cab. And that was where the
similarities ended. This baby was all luxury. Dark blue, it looked like he’d
taken it right off the floor and had it brought here. She looked around at Sara
when she stepped out.
“He does mean well. Sometimes he can be
a pain in the ass, but he’s very generous with those he loves.”
Andi looked at the truck before answering
her. “He doesn’t love me any more than Mac does. And in a few days, maybe a few
weeks, he’ll get tired of me too and I’ll have to move on again. Maybe before
that.” Andi wandered to the door of the truck and looked at Sara. “My stepfather
is going to come here soon. He always does. He’s not a nice person and tends to
do things that get him into trouble, but not before he figures out a way
to…he’s not very nice.”
“Who is he?”
Andi shook her head.
“We can’t help you if you don’t let us,
Andi. We protect what’s ours.”
“I don’t belong to anyone. I never have.
If you want to help me then find a way for this thing between your son and me
to go away. My dad will hurt him; immortal or not, he can still be hurt.”
“Mac won’t allow that, Andi.
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