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I was sitting across from Ian now as he made pancakes for me. I never took him as the Suzie Homemaker type but the food smelled amazing.

"So I planned a trip for us to go to Italy," he was saying to me as I played with the straw in my hot cocoa, "There are some other vampires there. Friends of the family on my dad's side—I don't think Rich would look there….he'd check out my other home in Iceland first."

"What's going to happen to me?" I asked after a few moments of silence. I didn't want any of this….I didn't want to be bitten or a weapon.

"Well," he said facing me and flipping the pancake without even glancing down at the frying pan, "I figured we'll leave for Italy tomorrow and then I'll change you when we get there. I don't want you to change in the US. If….and only if my brother did find us if you weren't changed I don't think he would change you….he'd train but I think that'd be it. I think that he'd leave you with Preston…he wants you two to marry."

"What?" I asked as he handed me a plate of pancakes and bacon. "Me marry Preston? No way!"

It wasn't like I didn't like Preston….it was that I didn't know him. He was nice but if what Ian said was true—although I don't totally believe him there was something to his story that ran true.

"Yeah you marry Preston," Ian smiled at me as he sat down at the seat across from me, "I think I'd rather marry the dog boys than him. He'd be lucky to have you."

"And why is that?" I asked taking a couple of bites.

"Because," he smiled meeting my eyes, "you're cute, smart, you like to read, you use your imagination, and you're quite athletic. I like that in a girl."

"Um…thanks," I blushed feeling my face heat up and I heard him chuckle.

"And your modesty," he grabbed a piece of bacon from my plate and took a bite, "it makes you even hotter."

Me hot? Honestly this guy needs glasses. Jeez…for the past two years I've had braces. I wear jeans constantly with brown slip on flats and polo shirts. I'm as boring as anyone can get. I have my hair cut short and I always wear a head band….I'm as predictable as a snowstorm in January in Alaska….you can always count on me.

The kitchen was silent and I saw him get up to leave the room.

"Stay here," he mumbled walking gently past the kitchen entry way and disappearing from my sight.

I heard a sudden crash and a startling yell before I ran to the sliding glass doors.

"Katie stop!" I heard Preston's voice behind me and I froze….