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“Fine, don’t tell me then,” he calls out after us.

We make our way to the front door, only to be stopped once again. This time my father catches us. “I thought I heard voices out here. Finally decided to join the living, huh?” he asks as he puts his arm around my shoulders, pulling me in to hug him.

“Hey, Papa,” I say, hugging him back.

“You look fantastic, girl. Married life is agreeing with you already,” he tells my mate.

He lets me go and goes to hug my mate, wrapping her up in his arms and rocking her back and forth several times before he releases her.

“I know everyone wants to see us, but we have some work to do this evening. We have to get to Miami, so we have to jet, Papa. Could you please let Mother and Alyssa’s parents know about us?”  I ask.

“Sure thing, kids, get out there and do what you need to do. I’ll take care of the old folks. You can tell us all about it when you get back. Be careful you two. Love you both,” my father tells us as we walk out the door.

My jag is sitting in the driveway, right beside the new BMW the foundation gave Alyssa, and there is her jeep. She looks at me quizzically as I lead her to my car, helping her into the passenger side.

“When did my jeep get here?”

“I’m really not sure. I just know my car keys were in the night stand next to my bed.”

After helping her into the passenger side of the jag, I run my hand up her leg. “Such a beauty you are, princess. I certainly wish we were up in our bed rather than taking on a mission so soon.”

“Hurry up and get in. Let’s get this out of the way and we can be back in bed before the morning,” she says with a smile.

I get to see that smile forever. Thank you!

CHAPTER 40

ALYSSA

I shared the entire dream with Eden on the jet ride over here, so he’s up to speed now and knows exactly what we’re supposed to do.

We get to the Miami airport early and go inside. I want to be sure I see the people from the dream before we do what we’re planning. I’m a little unsure if the dream is real or not, making me hesitant about all this.

We go to an area near the gate they should be going to. There’s a television on the wall and the weather is on. It shows clear skies with no chance of rain. It gives me doubt.

“Eden, look at the television. The forecast says no rain and clear skies. What if I’m wrong?”

“Then you’re wrong. So what?” he simply says.

I throw my hands up in the air. “Well, that’s bad, and we involved Lana and Jeffrey and their time and effort. I mean, Jeffery had to figure out how to be able to get the original pilot off the plane so he can pilot it.”

“Alyssa, it’s no big deal. He loves doing this and so does Lana. If nothing happens, great. No one is going to think any less of us. It just means the one in charge decided to go a different route. Besides that, you can’t go by what the weather report is. I can’t think of how many times it’s been way off.”

I smile. “Eden, I love you. You’re so fantastic,” I gush, then give him a kiss on the cheek.

I’m the luckiest creature alive!

He smiles at me, but in an instant his look turns serious. “Alyssa, isn’t that the little blonde girl and her mother from the dream? Turn around slowly and see.”

I turn around to look. The moment I see them, my heart begins to race. “Yes, it is,” I say as I grab Eden’s arm. “It’s true. We have premonition as well as flight and telepathy. This is unreal!”

Eden’s expression is puzzled as he pats my back. “Simmer down there, little lady. You sure are getting excited about such a small thing. You didn’t get this gaga over transforming into a giant bird.”

My grip on him loosens as I realize how much of a dodo bird I truly am.

“It’s just a thing I always thought I had and now I know it’s true. I used to dream things and they’d come true a lot. All the way back to the first time I saw Kyle. The night before he came to our school I had a dream about a husky little blonde-haired boy coming into my classroom and taking the seat next to mine.”

Eden looks away. His chest is tight and I can feel it. “Perhaps what you and he have was always meant to be. My mother keeps telling me to let the guilt go, but I can’t think it’s anyone else’s fault that I must share you except my own.”