Veronica spoke before Astra could. “I’ve already asked Astra to repeat her intake interview. I think perhaps we made a mistake during her first one. Otherwise, we sure would have found her more suitable matches by now.”
Astra’s earlier flush returned with a vengeance. “I’d be happy to redo the interview,” she said to Veronica.
The woman smiled at her. “Wonderful. Do you have time right now? It will only take a half hour or so since you’ve already completed the other paperwork.”
“Sure,” Astra replied.
“When you’re done, please see me before you leave,” Dominique said. “I can give you a little more information on Rune.”
This was something that Dominique had done before her dates with all of her other matches and Astra found herself hesitant.
“I think I should let him tell me about himself,” she finally said. “So, I don’t go into the date with any preconceived notions.”
Dominique nodded. “Maybe that’s a good idea,” she agreed.
“One thing though,” Astra said.
“Yes?”
“You’re sure he’s not a serial killer or soul eater or anything like that, right?”
Dominique smiled. “Absolutely sure. Does it matter what his supernatural species is?”
It might to my family, Astra thought.But I’m not sure it does to me.
Either way, her parents would give him hell. It was a family tradition after all.
Finally, she answered, “No, it doesn’t matter.”
“Then, I can assure you that he isn’t a danger to you.”
He may not have been a danger to her physical safety, but Astra didn’t doubt for a moment that he would be a danger to her common sense.
ChapterTwo
Rune hadn’t felt this nervous before a date in seventy-five years. Not since before he was turned by his maker. Who’d also been his last date as a human.
Still, she’d saved his life, so he hadn’t been too upset when he’d reawakened as a vampire.
Not at first anyway.
Now, he understood why Daniela had been so apologetic. He was still grateful to be alive, but his existence had changed drastically in the intervening seventy-five years. He was aware of what he’d given up in order to live a long life.
His parents were both dead now. As was his brother.
He couldn’t contact his nieces and nephews. Nor their children.
He had no family other than the one he could make now. With his friends. And, hopefully, one day, a woman and the children they might have together.
And he may have met that woman yesterday.
When he’d walked out of Dominique’s office, he was dumbstruck. The sunlight through the front window turned her hair to pure flame. Her eyes were both green and gold as she turned to look at the woman in front of him.
In that moment, she appeared to be a goddess of fire. Beautiful and lethal.
And he couldn’t tear his gaze away.
He had to know her. To hear her voice. To experience her smile.
