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let his gaze
wonder slowly down and then back up. “You’re tall, lean and
physically fit from all the running you used to do. Your face is
like an angel and those amber-green eyes are breath-taking. Plus
you have this mahogany red hair that is crazy-curly one day and
then straight the next. You look sexy in a pair of jogging pants
and sweats!” He shook his head in disbelief and then pulled me up
tight against him. “All this,” he trailed his hand up and down
along the side of my body, “is just an added bonus. It is what is
in here,” he pointed to my head, “and mostly what is in here,” he
pointed to my heart, “that makes me fall in love with you more and
more every day. I’m the lucky one, trust me!” He kissed me softly
on the lips. “Mind you, with a taste like that, maybe I am just
after your body!” He kissed me more urgently and pressed me closer
to his body.
    It took an
effort to pull away and my body didn’t like the cool air between
us. I panted, letting my chest rise and fall. “I’ve a feeling
making out in a cemetery is not the most accepted thing. I’ll feel
awful if someone comes here to put flowers on a loved one’s grave
and they have to step around us.”
    Michael groaned
and closed his eyes. Before they shut, their blue burned brighter
than normal but by the time he opened them again, they were back to
their ocean blue color. “I didn’t take you here so I could kiss and
ravish you. If I wanted to do that, I would prefer a little more
privacy.” He grabbed my hand and started walking again.
    “Why did you
want to come here?” I asked.
    “I like walking
here. It’s quiet. I figured if you wanted to look at the journal,
no one here would bother you. It seemed like a good idea… this
being the first place we met and with us leaving in a few
days…”
    “Are you
thinking we won’t be coming here?” My mouth suddenly went dry.
    “No! Yes! I
mean, we are definitely coming back.” He sighed and shoved
his hands into his jean pockets. “I just don’t… I don’t know if
this trip is going to change things. I want you to remember the
good feelings we had here and if there are any disappointments for
you on the trip, I want you to remember that there is a lot of good
here.”
    He was worried
I would be disappointed or even worse, disgusted in what I might
find out about my history. Part of me wished I could do this trip
on my own so he wouldn’t find out the truth, but I knew I couldn’t
do it without him. “I’m not expecting to find much but whatever
happens, I will have you there with me. In the end, nothing really
matters but that we are together.”
    “No matter what we learn; you’re still going to be my Rouge, my little Red
Riding Hood.”
    I wanted to
cry. Maybe he already had a feeling I might be a Grollic or knew
about the mark on my back that I was trying to hide from him.
Everything was going to change after this trip. I reached for his
Sioghra. Caleb would kill me and rip it from my neck before he
would let Michael be with a Grollic.
    Michael reached
for my hand. “How about we take one more lap around and then head
back home? I’m getting pretty hungry and there’s some of Sarah’s
casserole left in our fridge. Afterwards we can sit in the living
room and have a look at the Grollic Book together. I’ll help.”
    We both knew
there was nothing in the book he’d be able to read or decipher. He
meant well, and I loved him for it.
    We went home
and had dinner in the pool house that was now my living quarters.
Michael spent most nights here. He said it was for my protection
and I never argued. The conversation of intimacy or sex hadn’t come
up yet. I had a feeling travelling across country without the
watchful eye of Caleb might change that.
    After we turned
the futon into a couch and pulled the coffee table close to use as
a desk.
    Michael grabbed
his laptop and set it on the table. “Maybe we’ll need the
internet.”
    “Sure.” I tried
not to sound