that moment. We ambled over to a small cable suspension bridge and stopped to gaze out at the water. I spotted a sign saying there were Swan Boat tours, but the dock for them sat empty. All the boats must have been stowed for the night. I admired how the city’s skyline in the background lit up the night. I wished I had a camera to capture the postcard-perfect beauty of it.
“For what it’s worth, I’m glad you brought me here. I just wish it had been under better circumstances.” I turned to face him. “Promise me something.”
“Anything.” He looked down at me and smiled. Gone was the echoed pain I’d felt from him a moment ago. Once our eyes connected, I felt the warmth and comfort of love radiating from him. It made me smile.
“When we’ve taken care of all our issues, you and I will go on a vacation.”
He let out a serene sigh. “You have my word. We will go on a lavish vacation, just you and I, to some place neither of us has ever been. That way, no bad memories will affect our fun.”
“Really?” I said, both shocked and excited. The last time I’d asked Lysander to travel, he’d said no, and there was no arguing with him. Unlike the rest of the Peregrinus, he preferred to stay right where he was.
“Yes,” he said with surprised laughter. “But that means Fallon stays home. This will be our vacation.”
I giggled. Fallon and I had been inseparable since our reunion, but he was right. If we did take a couples vacation, it should just be the two of us.
“Fallon can handle the clan by herself now. You promise though, no going back on your word. You and me, on a vacation… alone?”
“Yes.”
Lysander bent his head and captured my lips in a deep kiss that promised more.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, crushing my lips into his. A rush of heat spread through my body as my pulse quickened with excitement. Lysander’s hand snaked around my waist, then sank down over my hips. He deepened the kiss, sending his tongue to explore my mouth while his hand kneaded my ass. I moaned into his mouth and knotted my fingers in his hair. Oh, that man could kiss!
Before I could act on the impulse whispering in my head to rip his shirt off, Lysander pulled away.
“Later,” he said in a panted breath. “You wanted to see the city before sunrise, didn’t you?”
I groaned in frustration—he was such a tease—but agreed to continue our tour. He was right, the night was flying by and we still needed to hunt and try to get in some sightseeing before the sun rose and locked us away in our hotel room. Besides, we could always continue where we left off once back there.
***
After visiting the various statues around the park—the ducks being my favorite—we continued our tour of Bean Town, moving on to Faneuil Hall.
I’d heard before that Boston was one of the most pedestrian-friendly cities around the USA, and it was certainly true from what I saw. Compared to home, this city seemed so easy to get around. Between a huge metro train system and buses, and the small blocks with plenty of sidewalk space, it was a perfect place for walking.
Though it was night, it wasn’t late enough for all of the businesses to be closed. In fact, business was booming in the heart of the city. People were out in droves, wandering between bars and nightclubs.
We spotted a bar that looked suspiciously like the one from the TV show Cheers , and I made the decision to check it out.
As we walked in the crowded bar packed with what I assumed were other tourists, I felt the strange, hair-raising, eyes-on-the-back-of-your-neck sensation of a vampire nearby. I knew this feeling well, and the fact that it came while we were in a strange city sent a chill tiptoeing across my already ice-cold skin.
I scanned the area and spotted a rail-thin woman across the room. She zeroed in on us too, and gave us a knowing nod.
“Maybe we should go someplace else,” I said, grabbing tightly onto
“For what it’s worth, I’m glad you brought me here. I just wish it had been under better circumstances.” I turned to face him. “Promise me something.”
“Anything.” He looked down at me and smiled. Gone was the echoed pain I’d felt from him a moment ago. Once our eyes connected, I felt the warmth and comfort of love radiating from him. It made me smile.
“When we’ve taken care of all our issues, you and I will go on a vacation.”
He let out a serene sigh. “You have my word. We will go on a lavish vacation, just you and I, to some place neither of us has ever been. That way, no bad memories will affect our fun.”
“Really?” I said, both shocked and excited. The last time I’d asked Lysander to travel, he’d said no, and there was no arguing with him. Unlike the rest of the Peregrinus, he preferred to stay right where he was.
“Yes,” he said with surprised laughter. “But that means Fallon stays home. This will be our vacation.”
I giggled. Fallon and I had been inseparable since our reunion, but he was right. If we did take a couples vacation, it should just be the two of us.
“Fallon can handle the clan by herself now. You promise though, no going back on your word. You and me, on a vacation… alone?”
“Yes.”
Lysander bent his head and captured my lips in a deep kiss that promised more.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, crushing my lips into his. A rush of heat spread through my body as my pulse quickened with excitement. Lysander’s hand snaked around my waist, then sank down over my hips. He deepened the kiss, sending his tongue to explore my mouth while his hand kneaded my ass. I moaned into his mouth and knotted my fingers in his hair. Oh, that man could kiss!
Before I could act on the impulse whispering in my head to rip his shirt off, Lysander pulled away.
“Later,” he said in a panted breath. “You wanted to see the city before sunrise, didn’t you?”
I groaned in frustration—he was such a tease—but agreed to continue our tour. He was right, the night was flying by and we still needed to hunt and try to get in some sightseeing before the sun rose and locked us away in our hotel room. Besides, we could always continue where we left off once back there.
***
After visiting the various statues around the park—the ducks being my favorite—we continued our tour of Bean Town, moving on to Faneuil Hall.
I’d heard before that Boston was one of the most pedestrian-friendly cities around the USA, and it was certainly true from what I saw. Compared to home, this city seemed so easy to get around. Between a huge metro train system and buses, and the small blocks with plenty of sidewalk space, it was a perfect place for walking.
Though it was night, it wasn’t late enough for all of the businesses to be closed. In fact, business was booming in the heart of the city. People were out in droves, wandering between bars and nightclubs.
We spotted a bar that looked suspiciously like the one from the TV show Cheers , and I made the decision to check it out.
As we walked in the crowded bar packed with what I assumed were other tourists, I felt the strange, hair-raising, eyes-on-the-back-of-your-neck sensation of a vampire nearby. I knew this feeling well, and the fact that it came while we were in a strange city sent a chill tiptoeing across my already ice-cold skin.
I scanned the area and spotted a rail-thin woman across the room. She zeroed in on us too, and gave us a knowing nod.
“Maybe we should go someplace else,” I said, grabbing tightly onto
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