Kiss of Midnight_ A Midnight Breed Novel - Lara Adrian [447]
“She’s attractive,” Reichen said, a casual observation that didn’t even begin to do the female justice. “Why don’t you take her inside. I have a room prepared for her upstairs. One for you as well. Third floor, end of the hall to the right.”
Reichen waved off Rio’s murmured thanks. “You are welcome to stay as long as you require, of course. Anything you need, just ask. I’ll be along with her things as soon as I compensate my Czech friend for doing this favor on such short notice.”
As the German went around to the front of the truck to pay the driver, Rio climbed back inside to retrieve his sleeping captive. She stirred lightly as he lifted her into his arms and carried her outside. He walked briskly toward the mansion and up the short climb of steps that led into the opulent foyer.
None of the Darkhaven’s residents were around, even though it wouldn’t have been unusual to see some of the civilian vampires or their female mates who lived together as a community in the vast estate. Reichen had probably made sure the house would be quiet for Rio’s arrival, devoid of curious eyes and ears. Not to mention, protecting those same civilians from being identified by someone like Dylan Alexander.
A goddamn reporter.
Rio’s jaw clamped tight at the thought of the damage the woman in his arms could do. Just a stroke of her pen—or keyboard, as it were—and she could put this Darkhaven and the hundred or so others like it in Europe and the United States in terrible danger. Persecution, subjugation, and, ultimately, wholesale annihilation were certain outcomes if humankind were to have proof of vampires living among them. Aside from some assorted, mostly incorrect, vampire folklore widely dismissed as fiction by modern man, the Breed had kept itself hidden from discovery for thousands of years. It was the only way they’d survived this long.
But now, through his own carelessness—his weakness—Rio might have undone all of that in one reckless moment. He had to make it right, no matter what it might take to stanch the bleeding wound this woman’s story could cause.
Rio carried her through the empty foyer and up the massive staircase at the center of the elegant mansion. At the third floor landing, he followed the walnut-paneled hallway to the end of the line and opened the guest room door on his right. It was dim inside; like any Darkhaven residence, the windows were outfitted with electronic, UV-blocking shades to shut out deadly sunlight. Rio brought Dylan into the room and placed her on the large four-poster bed.
She didn’t look so dangerous like this, coming to rest there in the middle of the plush, silk-covered mattress. She looked innocent, almost angelic in her silence, her skin as clear as milk except for the spatter of tiny freckles that marched across her cheeks and the bridge of her small nose. Her long red hair fell around her head and shoulders like a halo of fire. Rio couldn’t resist touching one of the molten strands that had fallen over her creamy cheek. The tendril rasped against his callused fingers, which looked so dark and unclean against the coppery silk.
He had no right to touch her—no good reason to sift the beautiful lock between his fingers, marveling at the resilient strength contained within so much mesmerizing softness.
There was no cause at all for him to bend his head down to where she lay, passive only because he made her so, and to breathe the appealing scent of her into his lungs. Saliva surged into his mouth as he held himself very still over her, his face mere inches from the side of her neck. His thirst rose swiftly, along with a hot, swelling need.
Madre de Dios.
Had he really thought her to look like no threat to him now?
Wrong again, he thought, recoiling from her bedside as her eyelids fluttered with waking consciousness. The lull of the trance was dissipating; it would fall away completely once Rio wasn’t in the room to hold the effect in place.
She stirred a bit more and he turned away from her briskly. He’d better get out of there, before he revealed himself any further