Stefan's Salvation(45)

she did not want to be a burden to him. She wanted to share his burdens with him.

A smile played around the corners of his mouth. "You could never be a burden.

You are a joy."

"You're doing that mind-reading thing again, aren't you?" She sighed deeply,

pretending to be exasperated with him. In truth, she found she didn't mind the fact that

they could share each other's thoughts. She knew he would not trespass

indiscriminately and that she had her own defenses. Time would enable her to block

her thoughts completely if she chose to. It was only the fact that she was relaxed and

wanted contact with him on every level that her mind was an open book for him.

"Hmmm." Ignoring her question, he lowered his head until their noses were almost

touching. "As much as I'd like to continue this conversation, right now we have another

slight problem."

"What?" Her heart began to pound. Did he sense a new threat to them?

"My family is waiting below."

Expecting something totally different, it took her a second to digest his words. She

shot up, clunking her forehead against his as she shoved her hands against his chest

and jumped out of bed.

Stefan groaned dramatically and fell back against the mattress, pressing his hand

against his forehead. "I think I'm mortally wounded." His laughter was rough and

deep.

Laurel Rose was torn between her delight at his spontaneous laughter and her

horror that his family was downstairs waiting for them to appear. She knew that he

seldom laughed and the fact that she had been responsible for it pleased her to no end.

But on the other hand, his family was downstairs in her home waiting to meet her. And

they were all vampires. She rubbed her hands over her face, trying to get a grip on

herself.

"They are not so frightening, my love. They are just like you and me." Sprawled

across the bed with the covers kicked off him, Stefan was a truly impressive sight. He

took up the entire bed as he stacked his hands under his head and watched her with a

familiar gleam in his eyes.

"Oh, no you don't." Realizing she was as naked as he was, she plucked a sheet off

the bed and wrapped it around herself. It still amazed her just how quickly she'd gotten

used to being naked around Stefan. It felt totally natural and right.

"Of course it is natural." Reaching down, he stroked a hand over his rather

impressive erection. Laurel Rose licked her lips and was leaning toward the bed before

she shook herself.

"You are such a bad influence." Frowning at him, she hugged herself, suddenly

feeling cold. "That's your family down there," she hissed. What if they didn't like her?

She wasn't sure she knew how to fit into a family anymore. She'd been on her own for

so long.

Stefan rolled out of bed in one quick motion. All traces of humor were gone.

Framing her face in his hands, he stared down at her. "They will love you because I do."

Taking a deep breath, she plastered a smile on her face. There was no escaping this.

The best thing to do was to just get it over with. Stefan sighed and planted a quick kiss

on her lips. "I can see that we will have no peace until this is done. Get dressed and I

will take you down to meet them."

Laurel Rose had the worst of her nervousness under control by the time she walked

down the stairs beside him. A quick shower had rejuvenated her and given her time to

plan what she would say. His palm rested on the small of her back and she drew

strength from that contact. It didn't really matter what these people thought of her. She

liked who she was and so did Stefan. That was enough.

Stefan gave an exasperated sigh as he all but pushed her into the living room. Two

men, dressed impeccably in black pants and silky black shirts, were flanking the

fireplace. There was no mistaking the fact that they were Stefan's brothers. They were

both large men with midnight black hair. But it was the similarity in their facial features

and their brilliant green eyes that marked them as family. They had been with Stefan

when he'd rescued her.

Stepping forward, Laurel Rose held out her hand. "I'm Laurel Rose McCaffey.

Welcome to my home." The man on the right stepped forward and closed his fingers

around hers. Instead of shaking her hand, he raised it to his lips, placing a kiss on her

knuckles. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, she gave her hand a quick tug and was

grateful that he immediately released her, although she could see him trying to hide his

smile. "Thank you for helping Stefan rescue me."

The man gave her a short, formal bow. "It was our pleasure. We could not allow

such a threat to you to continue to exist. I am Cristofor Dalakis."

So this was the oldest brother. She replayed everything Stefan had told her about

him. He was the one who lived in the castle in Transylvania just like a real vampire.

Stefan tried to stifle a laugh next to her, but failed miserably. She elbowed him in the

stomach. She would not allow him to embarrass her in front of his family.

Stefan leaned down and whispered in her ear. "We are all real vampires, my love."

She shot him a quick scowl, letting him know she wasn't pleased with him before

turning back to the other man. This had to be the middle brother. He stepped toward

her with a smile on his face and gave her the same courtly bow that Cristofor had given.

These men certainly had impressive manners.

"I am Lucian Dalakis and I am pleased to meet you." He did not put out his hand,

but she sensed that he was waiting for her to do so. Sighing, she reluctantly held it out

to him. Once again, she received a kiss on the back of her hand rather than a handshake.

These men would be lethal among the female population with their dark, handsome

looks and their Old World charm.

"I'm glad to meet Stefan's family."

Soft, feminine laughter came from the sofa and Laurel Rose turned toward the

sound. She recognized the woman in the blue jeans and soft blue wool sweater who was

rising to stand. Laurel Rose thought that she didn't look like a vampire. In fact, she

appeared perfectly normal.

"I know we can be overwhelming, but we just wanted to meet you and make sure

you were all right before we went home." Laurel Rose found herself smiling at the

woman. Her natural friendliness was infectious. The fact that she was dressed casually

in jeans made Laurel Rose feel less self-conscious about her own appearance. "In case

you don't remember, I'm Delight, Lucian's much better half."

Laurel Rose offered her hand to Delight and as their eyes met, she sensed a kindred

spirit in this woman. After all, she had been human until recently as well. Laurel Rose

had so many questions she wanted to ask. But that would have to wait. There were still

more people to meet.

Another woman stood and offered her hand. This woman was a little older than

herself and was dressed in a pair of light brown wool trousers with a matching jacket. A

camisole of rich chocolate brown peeked out from between the lapels. Everything about

this woman screamed class. Once again, Laurel Rose was aware of her own appearance.

She was definitely beginning to feel underdressed for the occasion. Stefan growled low

in his throat. Both women ignored him.

"I'm Johanna Dalakis, Cristofor's wife." The minute she smiled, Laurel Rose

relaxed. Once again, she felt a gentle kindness flowing from the other woman.

"I'm pleased to meet you, Johanna." And surprisingly, she meant it. The more time

she spent with them, the more she was beginning to relax.

Stefan wrapped an arm around her shoulders and tucked her under his arm as he

turned her toward another man who was standing in a far corner of the room. This man

was wearing blue jeans and boots with a white cotton shirt. His features were harsh and

she had a feeling that his shrewd blue eyes saw everything. "That's Sam Cassidy. He

hangs around so much, we consider him family."

The tall blond man smirked at Stefan before offering her a charming smile. "Ma'am,

it's a pleasure to meet you." He inclined his head but made no move toward her.

"Mr. Cassidy." Laurel Rose returned his greeting, wondering how he was

connected to the Dalakis family. Stefan, as if sensing her unasked question, answered it

for her.

"Cassidy is a police detective in New Orleans."

"Oh." She arched a questioning brow.

Cassidy laughed. "I met the Dalakis brothers a few months back and my life hasn't

been the same since.

Laurel Rose smiled as she glanced up at Stefan. "I think I know what you mean, Mr.

Cassidy."

"Just call me, Cassidy, ma'am. And I just came along to help out and to make sure

this crowd didn't get into any trouble." The Dalakis brothers scowled at him, but

Cassidy just smiled. "I thought you'd like to know that Aaron Higgins and Clem Simms

were arrested and are now in jail alongside Cyril Jenkins. Both of them are more than

willing to share what they know in hopes of a reduced sentence for their own crimes.

Jeremiah Stoner is missing, but the police are searching for him." There was no need for

anyone to confirm that he'd never be found. It was ironic that his final resting spot was

beneath a church.

"Thank you." And she meant it from the bottom of her heart. She was glad that this

nightmare was finally over and she could start to live again. Begin her new life with

Stefan. Now that the introductions were all made, Laurel Rose wasn't quite sure what to