This chapter has been edited out of the story, but for the sake of not having to go back and edit all forty chapters—the amount at the time I'm typing this—by changing chapter numbers, I am instead just going to post this and say, please click next chapter to begin the story.
Oh, but here's a sneak peek from later on just to tease you!
Elijah draped his arm over the back of his chair and leaned his cheek against his knuckles, continuing to watch her move about. The sun streamed in through the kitchen windows and caught her blonde hair, making it glow as though it was spun gold, and brought out her natural Roman tan. She looked like a goddess that had stepped straight from a history book on ancient times; a goddess of the sun that was cursed to the night.
"You're staring," she teased after a moment, looking over to him with that same smile on her lips. She wasn't upset in the least, and instead found his watching her quite endearing. A real, natural smile appeared on his lips, causing her heart to flutter and her cheeks to warm at the sight of it. It wasn't often that he smiled at anyone in such a way and whenever it was directed at her made her feel so whole and honoured.
"It is hard not to, I admit," he answered back at last, getting a breathy laugh from her. She finished with pouring her glass of blood and replaced the container back in the fridge, getting an appreciative glance from Elijah before he turned toward where his phone vibrated from a text. Collecting it, he looked down to see that it had been Jenna who sent the text, not one of the men he had searching for Klaus.
"We should depart soon if we want to get to Jenna's in time," Astra said, guessing the nature of the text. Elijah opened his arm to her and let her step up to lean against his side, his arm wrapping around her hips and resting his palm on her thigh. Sipping at her cup leisurely, Elijah found himself wishing that it could simply be the two of them for the day.
Have I sparked your interest yet? ;)