Mercy's Debt (Montgomery's Vampires Series Book One) (9 page)

NINE

We walked into the banquet hall under a carved wooden archway illuminated by several coils of glass fairy lights.

There was a string quartet
playing softly in the corner, and enormous bouquets of crisp, bright flowers were situated sporadically around the room. I closed my eyes and inhaled the aromatic mixture of lilacs, orchids, and lilies. The smell was intoxicating.

Robert looked over at
me darkly. “I am afraid you are going to meet many dull people tonight,” he said.

Before I had a chance to
remark, he was swept away by three men who seized him by his elbows. They, too, were wearing tuxedos, and were jawing intensely about a politician that Robert ‘needed’ to meet. He stopped for a moment and shot me an apologetic smile over his shoulder. The men checked their watches impatiently.

I waved
at him and smiled back. He had to mingle. I understood that perfectly. “Go ahead,” I mouthed.

“Sorry,” he mouthed back.

I strolled towards the bar in order to kill some time until Robert returned. I was nervous, as I could feel dozens of curious eyes taking me in.
Who is she? Did she arrive with Robert?
I glanced around the room covertly, trying to discern the humans from the vampires.

I’d only gone a few feet when a man in
his fifties made his approach. He had a glass of champagne in one hand, and his other was held out for me to shake. I took his hand into mine and smiled politely. His grip was unintentionally crushing, like having my hand mashed in a vice grip.

O
h my God; he was one of
them.

Had it not been
for his herculean strength, I would have believed him human.

“
Here, I brought this over for you,” he said, offering me the glass of champagne. “I’m Nathaniel.”

I took the glass appreciatively
and released his hand. “Nice to meet you, Nathaniel. I’m Mercy.”

“Are
you having a nice evening?” he asked.

“I’ve only just arrived.
It’s absolutely
breathtaking
in here, though,” I said, awestruck.

He
lifted a shoulder and tilted his tilted his head indifferently. He’d seen better.

“
So, rumor has that you’re a Dewhurst grad,” he said pleasantly.

“How did you know?” I asked, shocked.

“I can sense these things,” he said with the utmost seriousness. He pointed to his forehead. Wow, I’d just met my first mind reader.

“
Oh. Right.” Judging by his friendly demeanor, and the fact that my head was still intact with the rest of my body, he’d undoubtedly also established that his vampire secret was in safe hands.

“I’m Dewhurst alum myself,” he said proudly.

“Really?” I beamed. At least there was one person in the place that I had
a little
something in common with.

“
Yes. Class of ninety-five.”

“
Ninety-five? You’re a fairly recent grad, then.”

“No,” he
said playfully. “
Eighteen
ninety-five.”

“Right,” I
grinned. “Sorry. I’m still getting used to all this,” I held up my finger and rotated it around a couple of circles.

He pointed to his forehead again. “I know,” he said good-humoredly.
“Honestly, you have nothing to worry about, Mercy. Vampires really do adore humans.” His eyes flickered to Robert. “Most of us do, anyway.”

“Robert’s my date, actually.
But I’m sure you already knew that.”

As if he knew we were
speaking of him, Robert’s head jerked up. He abruptly broke away from the group of men that he was schmoozing, and made an attempt to cross the room to join us.

He had
only walked a few steps when a striking blonde woman with curves that wouldn’t quit stepped directly into his path. She coiled her arm through his and whispered into his ear, pushing her breasts up towards his face so he’d have an unspoiled view of her cleavage. He said something to her disapprovingly. She threw her hand over her chest and guffawed, seemingly under the impression that he was joking around.

To my great pleasure,
he shook his head exasperatedly and sidestepped her, making his way over to where I was waiting. The woman muttered something under her breath and skulked off in the direction of the restroom.

Robert
extended his hand as he approached. “Nathaniel,” he said. He was all business now.

“Robert.” Nathaniel
reluctantly accepted his hand, as if he was touching a rotting fish.

A chic
woman in the corner of the room locked eyes with Nathaniel. She beckoned him over with an aggravated wave. She was chatting with a few couples, nodding her head politely, looking as if she desperately needed some backup. Nathaniel waved back.

“I’m afraid my
wife will drain my blood if I don’t join her,” he said regrettably. He turned to me, taking my hand into his. “Mercy, it was ever so lovely to meet you,” he said, kissing the top of my hand.

“Nice to meet you
, too,” I said shyly. Nobody had ever kissed my hand like that before. Not seriously, anyway.

He gave Robert a curt glimpse. “Robert,” he
muttered, leaving us.

“Friend o
f yours?” I smirked.

“Oh, yes, we are
great pals,” he retorted. I looked up at his face, assuming he was being snide, but was surprised to find him grinning down at me. Maybe he wasn’t so uptight after all.

“Are you
at least having a nice time?” I asked cheerfully.

He looked at me meaningfully.
“I was not before, but I am now.”

He
held out his solid arm for me to accept. “What do you say we get out of here?” he suggested.

“Okay… Sure.”
I looked up at the large clock hanging above the center of the room. “But, you know, we’ve only been here for twenty minutes.”

He flashed me another
gorgeous grin, sending my pulse into overdrive. I wondered if hypnosis was another vampire talent. My eyes flickered to his dimples. No, I decided, his splendor was the real deal. Hot with a capitol H, as Erika had said.

He winked at me. “
I hardly think security is going to stop us at the door. I do
own
the corporation,” he said, leading us to the exit.

“You have a point,”
I laughed, hooking my elbow through his. I looked at the clock again, this time pointedly. “You
do
have me for a couple more hours, though,” I said slowly. I wasn’t exactly sure of the protocol I needed to follow for dates that ended prematurely. The conversation was becoming awkward.

“Of course,” he said stiffly.
“Well, I do not mind if you wish to part company early.”

“No!” I blurted, and
he gave me a stunned look. “I wasn’t implying that I wanted to go home. All I meant to say is that I’m having a nice time.” I blushed.

“You are?” He seemed surprised.

“Absolutely. I merely wanted to point out that you paid for five hours. We might as well make use of them.”
I
wanted to make good use of them, anyway, even if he didn’t.

“What do
you have in mind?” He asked this carefully, not
suggestively
like a human male would have done, but carefully.

We reached the limo just then, where Carl was waiting
patiently with the door held open for us. We slid in, and I noticed with satisfaction that Robert’s hand hovered considerately above my lower back.

“Well, I guess since eating is out, we could go somewhere and talk,” I suggested.

“You want to talk? To
me
?” He was dumbfounded. “Why?”

Well, Robert, because you’re the first man in a very long time that has awakened the butterflies in my stomach. Because your exquisiteness is making it extremely difficult for me to keep my thoughts straight and my underwear dry, and I will undeniably use images of your lovely face and rock-hard body as fodder for masturbation as I toss in bed later tonight obsessing over you. Because I’ve never met anyone so charmingly enigmatic, and something about you is pulling me in. Because I somehow know that you’re a funny, decent man under that cool exterior, even though I know that it’s ridiculous to be certain of such a thing after only knowing you for a few hours. Because I want to be next to you, and I want for you to want me, despite the fact that you’re capable of killing me with a single bite.

“I don’t know,” I said sensibly. “Because… you seem interesting.”

“
Oh. Okay, where would you like to go?”

“Hmm, let me have a think. It’s after ten, so I’
m guessing that Starbucks is out- not that you’d want a coffee anyway,” I said bashfully. “You have any ideas?”

“
I am at a loss,” he admitted. “Like I mentioned before, I have not been alone in the company of a human female in quite some time, especially one so beautiful.”  He cleared his throat. “Of course, I have been out with other Dignitary chaperones, but I have most certainly never left early with any of them to have a
talk
.”

Did he just call me beautiful?

“If you just want to call it a night, I’ll understand,” I said, giving him a way out. It would have crushed my spirit if it was the case, but I didn’t want the man to feel obligated to spend the evening with me. While I may have been lonely, I wasn’t going to stoop as low as to guilt a vampire into hanging out with me.

“No, of course not,” he said hastily. “I find your company rather pleasurable.
I just do not want to suggest a venue you may not enjoy. What do humans your age do for fun? Nightclubs?”

I crinkled my nose. “
Some do, but I don’t really enjoy them. Does that make me boring?” I asked self-consciously.

He
put his hand over his chest in a gesture of relief. “I am pleased to hear you say that. I find nightclubs to be horrible affairs. And, no, Mercy, I do not consider you boring. I doubt any man ever would.”

He dropped his hand from
his chest and repositioned it over mine. I nearly let out a whimper when he abruptly jerked it away seconds later, obviously concerned that he’d overstepped some boundary. The butterflies left my stomach, fluttered up to my breast, and flapped their wings rapidly over my heart.

“I ca
n think of one place,” I began. My voice cracked, and so I swallowed hard and tried again. “The place is called Whistle Stop. It’s just a little hole-in-the-wall diner a few blocks away, but it’s quiet, comfortable, and open all night. The atmosphere kind of reminds me of my hometown in Florida. The waitresses are a bit rude, though the place does have its charm. The restaurant is part of an old steam train. The booths are positioned where the passenger seats used to be. ”