Pushing the door closed with his foot, Thomas turned back to the bed and then realized the second bag of straight blood affixed to his teeth was empty. Pulling it from his fangs, he set it on the bedside table and quickly rifled through his knapsack in search of a clean shirt and jeans. He hadn’t taken a shower or changed his clothes since leaving Canada. He might as well take a quick shower while he finished off the next two bags of blood. It was the only way he could manage it. He had to get out there and find Marguerite.
Thomas took the clothes and blood into the bathroom, set them on the counter, and then stepped into the small room-sized shower and turned it on, quickly adjusting the temperature. He then began to strip, deciding that he wasn’t even going to go back out to the living room and tell Inez that he was going out, but would slip out through the door in his bedroom instead. It just wasn’t safe to be around her at the moment. He didn’t think she’d appreciate his slavering all over her and jumping her bones this early in the relationship. He might know they were lifemates and be perfectly all right with it, but she had no idea. Coming on so strong so soon in the relationship was likely to bring it to a grinding halt.#p#分页标题#e#
Grimacing, Thomas ignored the erection now waving around between his legs, grabbed a bag of blood, and slapped it to his teeth as he walked to the shower. This was perfect irony, he supposed as he stepped under the spray of water. It was probably fate paying him back for giving Rachel and Etienne Sweet Ecstasies at the Night Club while they were courting. He deserved every miserable moment he was going to suffer.
Unfortunately, fate hadn’t seen fit to find a way to give Inez the Sweet Ecstasy too, so he was definitely going to suffer alone…if he could avoid her. The warm water dropped down on his erection in a soft rainfall that was almost a caress and Thomas groaned and turned his back to the spray. Yes, the first bag of blood was definitely hitting his system now, and it would only get worse and probably very quickly. It was a swift shower for him and then a rush into his clothes and out through his own door without risking even seeing Inez again. He’d left the coordinates Herb had given him in the other room, but didn’t really need them, he had perfect recall and avoiding her was the best idea until that first bag of blood had left his system.
Inez heard the shower turn on in Thomas’s room and frowned. Obviously, she wasn’t going to get any answers from him for now. Pacing impatiently to the window, she glanced out, surprised to find herself looking out over a stretch of water as her mind went over what she’d learned from the delivery man.
Lifemates were life partners who matched an immortal and whom they could live with, love, and exist with happily.
Inez played the words through her mind slowly and then played them again. A life partner…live with and love…happily. And she was that for Thomas…which she supposed meant that he was that for her too…A life partner…and a special one, chosen for her by nanos or God or by some other mysterious manner. However it came about, they had been chosen for each other. It was just the way it was. They’d met, he’d bit her, tried to read her but couldn’t, and to his kind that meant they were lifemates.
She didn’t know whether to jump up and down for joy, or run back home to England like a scared bunny. On the one hand it was like a dream come true. Actually it really was a dream come true since she’d spent most of that day fantasizing about coming home to the man. And who wouldn’t jump at the possibility? Thomas was handsome, intelligent, and so incredibly considerate…not to mention dangerously sexy.
But it was scary too. After all, the man was handsome, intelligent, and sexy and she was just…well…herself. A little below average height, a little heavier than was considered attractive by today’s standards, and while her features were passable, her nose was just a little too sharp to be pretty, her cheeks a little too round, her hair a little too wild…
Of course, that was the physical aspect. Inez feared she didn’t have the looks to hold a man such as him. The other side of the issue was that he seemed intelligent and considerate…and that was all she knew about the man. She didn’t really know him at all. She had no idea what he liked or didn’t like, what his interests were, or his ambitions, did he have any? And yet, according to the delivery guy, none of that mattered. They were lifemates and so would work well together, were meant to be together.
It was a tempting idea; a lifemate with whom to share life’s joys and troubles, someone to come home to at the end of the day and relax with; a lover, friend, and partner. She’d never feel lonely again. Not that Inez felt that way a lot now. Usually she was too busy to feel lonely, but her family was far away and on those rare occasions where she had a little time to herself she was aware of how alone she was. As a lifemate to Thomas, she would never be alone again. And the best part was that, according to the delivery man, it couldn’t be a mistake. He couldn’t be the wrong man and she wouldn’t later end up struggling to disentangle herself from a bad relationship. If he couldn’t read her, she was his lifemate and lifemates worked out. Period.