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injuries still caused her discomfort. As they spoke, she couldn’t help but feel warmer that he was so attentive.
    Eventually, the words of her own background came pouring out easily from her tongue, explaining how she worked in a tavern and how Rocko had a tendency to pay her more than she knew was proper.
    “Sounds like he’s a real caring guy,” Aaron mused. Cecilia smiled.
    “I love him dearly.”
    Aaron tilted his head after a moment, “So how long have you been going out?”
    This confused her.
    “Out?”
    Aaron nodded, “He cares for you, yeah?”
    Then it became clear.
    Cecilia flushed pink, snorting out an abrupt laugh that made her chest ache.
    “Rocko’s not my boyfriend,” she giggled. “He’s like a father to me. Well, the closest thing to a father I ever had anyway!”
    It was then that the surprise of her announcement hit her unexpectedly and she could tell the information was not lost on Aaron. His jaw tilted slightly and Cecilia’s smile wavered.
    “Yeah,” she sighed.
    “I kind of don’t have parents… My mom died when I was three and I don’t know a thing about my dad. The people at the clinic did a good job at raising me though, and eventually Rocko kind of took me in.”
    “I’m sorry about that,” Aaron said gently and despite how he sat a few feet away, she kind of wished she could feel his palm on her fingers again.
    “I can’t imagine growing up without parents.”
    “Rocko was my parent,” Cecilia said, smiling.
    “He’s still like my dad. So, I made it out okay.”
    Aaron watched her for a moment, seeing something in her that Cecilia couldn’t fathom. Eventually his lips parted into a beautiful grin that made her feel hot.
    “You’re something else.”
    “Is that a good thing?”
    And then he did reach over and pulled a strand of her hair from her face to place behind her ear. The flush in her skin became hotter, made her insides squirm and Cecilia found herself somewhat smitten by the way his lips curled into a half smile.
    “I sure hope so.”

 
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
    “Sir,” Marlo’s voice was a soft note in a gentle silence.
    The day had concluded so swiftly that by the time the sun had set and Cecilia had departed to her room, Aaron had found himself in his study to stare into the display where the Opal and Emerald sat side by side.
    Marlo’s presence was always a welcome one, one that shifted and appeared with impressive silence that unnerved his brother countless times.
    Aaron glanced up from the display to meet his butler’s gaze.
    “If I may…?” the butler asked.
    Aaron nodded, settling back on his chair and turning green eyes with more focus at the old man.
    “I do not believe this is wise.”
    Aaron gave a small huff there.
    “We’ve had guests before, Marlo.”
    “None that know of your heritage,” Marlo cut in.
    “She is the first that does.”
    “She’s a human from a tiny town even I’ve never heard of.” Aaron sighed, lifting a hand to brush away the hair from his face.
    “If you’re worried she’ll be a threat to my position here, I highly doubt she’d ever do anything stupid.”
    “Humans are strange creatures, sir.” Marlo explained.
    Aaron said nothing at that, shutting his eyes.
    The moonlight that cascaded through the windows was piercing, digging into his skin like forced music and the vulnerable desire to sing and dance without holding back. He hated it.
    Hated how much he loved the way his blood surged beneath his skin and spun with the desire to make him do something stupid.
    “I know that,” Aaron muttered, taking in a slow breath.
    Marlo remained silent and after a moment spoke once more.
    “Shall I lock the door?”
    “I haven’t transformed in months,” Aaron replied, green eyes narrowing as he pushed the sensations of his blood away.
    “I can control it.”
    Marlo didn’t sound convinced.
    “You have her scent in your head, sir. I haven’t seen you like this before.”
    “It’s nothing.”
    Then