blind drunk playing darts in a
bar -- with no target.”
“This I’ve got to see.”
Kate held the gun out for him to take back. “It could be the last thing you
see,” she warned.
“Alright,” Dominic sighed, reluctantly accepting the gun from her. “But the
offer stands.”
“Thanks,” Kate smiled. “I’ll keep that in mind, you know, in case you ever piss
me off.”
With a chuckle, Dominic tucked the firearm into the waistband of his jeans and
took her hand in his.
Hand-in-hand, they strolled down the cobbled streets of Rome. Dominic’s small, but
luxurious apartment overlooked the Piazza Navona ,
placing them right at the heart of the city. Kate soaked up the breathtaking
ancient architecture like a plant did sunlight. So much
history, so much culture, so much life.
The cold, crisp January night air kept the tourists away and the locals bundled
up in their homes. Kate and Dominic practically had the city to themselves as
they strolled the blocks of the historic epicenter. Kate hoped she would have
the chance to see the region’s iconic sights before fleeing the country, but
knew the chances were slim to not-on-your-life.
Just ahead, the back end of an enormous, domed building towered above them.
Kate knew she should recognize it, but yet wasn’t quite sure. “Is that the
Pantheon?” she asked, studying the old, textured stone building in amazement.
“It’s so beautiful.”
Dominic nodded. “Yes, it is, but I have something you will like even more.”
Kate arched a brow at him. “What could be better than seeing the sights in
Rome?”
That dazzling grin spread across his face. “You’ll see.”
They turned a corner and Dominic led her down a narrow pathway between
buildings, their walls marred by the occasional patch of graffiti. Kate
couldn’t imagine what in the small alleyway could possibly be better than the
Pantheon. Dominic stopped and gestured to a little shop on their right.
“How about the best gelato in Rome?”
“Have I mentioned how much I love you?” Kate asked, hardly able to curb her
excitement.
She’d changed a lot since her transition, but one characteristic remained the
same. She loved chocolate. Sure, she didn’t need to eat it, but that didn’t
make it taste any less decadent . The only thing she
craved more than chocolate was blood. While she was pretty sure the little shop
didn’t offer any blood gelato or sorbet, she couldn’t help but think they had
to serve some form of chocolate.
“Not recently enough,” Dominic said with a smile. “Come on. Let’s get your chocolate
fix. This is one of my favorite places.”
The bell atop the door jingled as they stepped into the warmth of the empty
shop. Brightly colored rows of gelato and sorbet lined the glass display
counter, each garnished with an elaborate flourish. Even the air was sweet, as
though sugar had been atomized to make patrons crave the tasty wares.
“Welcome to Si, Per Favore ,” a young woman
with olive skin and a pretty smile called to them in Italian.
Ceri , her name
tag announced in bold script. Kate disliked her instantly. For Ceri’s dark gaze lingered on Dominic, appreciation gleaming in her
bright brown eyes.
Kate wanted to flash her fangs and snarl at her to back the hell off. Or rip
her throat out. Either one. The violent, jealous
impulse was so foreign. Kate shook her head to clear her mind. Katerina was
rubbing off on her.
Much to Kate’s delight, Dominic thanked the girl politely, but otherwise
ignored her. He only had eyes for Kate. The way he watched her made her feel as
though she was the only