passes the ball to me,â Constantine boasted. He looked at Caitlyn curiously. âHello.â
âThis is my sister, Caitlyn,â Shanna told him. âYour aunt.â
âThen you know Grandpa?â Constantine asked, his blue eyes wide with hope. âDid he come with you?â
âIâm afraid he couldnât make it.â Caitlyn ached for the little boy. âBut Iâm delighted to finally meet you.â
âMe, too.â He grinned and reached out to her.
Caitlynâs heart squeezed in her chest as she took him from her sister and felt his little arms wrap around her neck. In that instant she knew she could never let anyone hurt this little boy, no matter what kind of blood flowed through his veins.
âThank you for coming.â Roman extended a hand to her.
She swallowed hard.
Tino pulled back to look at her. âYouâre afraid?â
âNo, Iâm fine.â She quickly shook hands with Roman.
âCaitlyn just found out about vampires,â Shanna explained, âso sheâs still in shock.â
Roman nodded. âYou have my word, Caitlyn, that no harm will come to you here.â
âLetâs have cake and ice cream!â Constantine wiggled out of Caitlynâs arms. âCome on.â
âIâll join you in a little while.â Caitlyn tousled his blond curls. âSave a piece of cake for me.â
âOkay.â He ran inside when his dad opened the door.
âSee you soon.â Shanna smiled, then entered the cafeteria with her husband.
Caitlyn retreated across the basketball court as all the players and spectators hurried into the cafeteria. She spotted a gazebo in the distance and strode toward it. The strains of âHappy Birthdayâ wafted toward her, and she glanced back at the cafeteria. The song ended with applause and laughter. Apparently, vampires liked to party.
She wrapped her bright yellow cardigan around herself to ward off the chilly night air and resumed her stroll toward the gazebo. The farther she walked, the darker it became. Her red silk embroidered handbag bounced gently against her hip.
The stone-flagged path led her up a gentle incline. Clumps of yellow daffodils sprung from the grass. Hyacinths in shades of purple, pink, and white added their sweet fragrance to the air.
As she neared the gazebo, the unmistakable sounds of passion drifted from the interior. She halted as a woman let out of long, soft moan.
âOh, Robby, we need to stop. Weâre missing the party.â
âI canna wait another minute,â he grumbled in a low voice. âI need you now, Olivia.â
The woman let out another long moan that Caitlyn could only interpret as surrender. She tiptoed across the grass, headed in another direction. A feminine squeal emanated from the gazebo, followed by a masculine growl.
Sheesh. Caitlyn hurried away. Apparently, vampires were very seductive. Images of Carlos flitted through her mind but she shoved them away. He wasnât interested in her. Heâd looked her over, then walked away.
She spotted a cement bench underneath an oak tree and strode toward it. She couldnât put off reality any longer. She needed to deal with it. Vampires.
She skimmed her fingertips along the rough bark of the oak tree. According to her sister, vampires were as real as this tree. Now she understood Howardâs cryptic warning that it was what was inside that really mattered. The Vamps appeared to be generous and kind. And they wanted to protect mortals from the bad vampires.
Caitlyn sat on the bench. What was she going to do? First, she needed to talk to Dad and make sure this was all real. She had a terrible feeling deep in her gut that it was. After all, Shannaâs husband manufactured synthetic bloodâa perfect job for a vampire who didnât want to bite people. And her dad had warned her never to come here. It explained why he refused to let her mom visit her