AN~Already! This wrote so fast. *excited*
Prologue
I had always kind of thought that everyone had one great love and I had thought Renée Higginbotham was mine. I wouldn't have admitted it after she left but I really thought she would come back for much longer than I should have even after the divorce went through.
I guess I still couldn't say whether or not there is one love like that for everyone but I did know that if there was, mine was not Renée. Mine was a three-thousand-year-old vampire named Aro.
It was that time of year when the sunlight is patchy and unpredictable and he was keeping close to the edge of the house in the shade in case anyone was around. He was still as strange and as beautiful as when we met five years before while I had changed fairly dramatically. He insisted I was "perfect" but I knew the years of whatever human attractiveness I had would beginning declining sooner than later but he didn't like talking about it.
He paused when he reached me, looking me over with those unusual gold eyes before handing me the glass he was carrying.
"It tastes like dirt to me but I think I have the proportions correct . . ."
"It's always just right."
Actually, it was always just a little too sweet but it was worth the tiny hit to my pancreas to make him happy. He smiled and kissed my cheek sweetly. It was uncharacteristically chaste and I was about to ask him if he was okay when he quickly slipped his hand around my back and pinched me on the butt before walking away.
He could have been back to the house and inside in seconds but he walked all the way there like anyone else would have. Sometimes I thought he spent so much time pretending to be human that he forgot he was a vampire and he didn't need to do things slowly when only I was around.
He was almost to the door when a woman with bright red hair came flying out of the trees and pounced on him, knocking him to the ground. She was obviously a vampire herself because even though Aro was expert at feigning human reactions to normally insignificant physical stimuli, no one would have been able to tackle him that easily unless they were also supernaturally strong.
She was pinning him with her knee on his chest. I ran forward foolishly. It wasn't like I could protect him and this vampire was almost surely a human blood drinker on top of it. Aro had said that as far as he knew all of the "vegetarians" were gone.
She must have been a newborn as well if she was strong enough to hold him down like that because he hadn't pushed her off.
I called his name and she turned her head. When I saw her face I knew why he wasn't fighting her. It wasn't exceptional strength, it was was complete shock.
It was my daughter.
END NOTES: Yeah, I'm predictable. Sorry. Lemons in this story though! Does that make up for it?
