The Vampire...In My Dreams (25 page)

My heart soared that he could be so romantic, so caring. “I’d wear any ring of yours, Dominic,” I said, pulling it on and admiring the ruby stone that shimmered in the lamplight. Then I frowned, remembering a potential sticky problem with three witches. “What if Debbie Damint or her friends see it? They’ll know you went to a human school.”

“Hey, didn’t you tell the girls I can cloak my abilities?”

How’d he known?

“Kate told me.”

I smiled. “Yeah, a warlock extraordinaire parading around as a human. Could work. But we’ve got to get to the dance before we’re late.”

He grinned at me. “One track mind. I love you, too, Marissa. Be dressed in a jiff.”

***

That night, for the first time ever, I attended a witches’ and warlocks’ dance. If I had my way, it wouldn’t be the last, but the very first of many with the warlock of my dreams. A slow waltz played overhead, while the smell of perfumes and colognes scented the air. Laughter, conversation and music mixed together in a pleasing sound of gaiety.

Dressed in a shimmering royal purple gown with a sprinkle of glitter and pearls attached to my hair in the latest witches’ fashion, and wearing strappy high-heeled sandals, I felt like a beautiful fairy princess. Especially dancing with the prince of the realm.

“The most beautiful fairy princess I’ve ever met under the stars.”
Dressed in a black tux, his shirt a sexy black, too, Dominic affectionately bit my earlobe as he moved me slowly across the dance floor.

“You know, it’s kind of odd.” I frowned as I pondered something strange.

“Oh?”

“They haven't played one fast dance tonight.”

Dominic gave me one of his sinister smiles and kissed my cheek. “They must not know any but the slow kinds of songs.”

“But it’s the same band that plays for every…” I looked up to see Dominic’s eyes and lips smiling. I quirked a brow. “Unless someone has influenced the human band to play only slow music.”

“Disappointed?”

I laughed. “Not at all.”

Then I saw Debbie Damint and her girlfriends standing against one of the walls, looking definitely like a bunch of wallflowers. Eat your heart out, I wanted to say. After all, if Debbie hadn’t been so foolish, she could have been the one dancing with the warlock hunk.

Dominic kissed my cheek. “Never, Marissa. When will you realize you’re the only one for me?”

I sighed, vowing to get over my insecurities, pronto.

“About time,” he said.

We glanced at Kate when she swirled by in a pink slip of a dress in James’s arms. He looked debonair and she looked like she was in heaven. “How did he get into this affair?”

The dimples showed in Dominic’s cheeks.
“He had an encounter with a witch-turned vamp—”

I shook my head. “I don’t even want to know.” Though I figured Kate would fill me in later. I held Dominic tightly to my chest, never intending to share him with anyone else ever again.

“Ditto, Marissa. Soul mates forever…it’s written in
The Stars.”

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USA Today bestselling and award-winning author Terry Spear has written over fifty paranormal romance novels and four medieval Highland historical romances. Her first werewolf romance, Heart of the Wolf, was named a 2008 Publishers Weekly's Best Book of the Year, and her subsequent titles have garnered high praise and hit the USA Today bestseller list. A retired officer of the U.S. Army Reserves, Terry lives in Crawford, Texas, where she is working on her next werewolf romance, shapeshifting jaguars, cougar shifters, vampires, hot Highlanders, and having fun with her young adult novels. For more information, please visit www.terryspear.com, or follow her on Twitter, @TerrySpear. She is also on Facebook at
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