Chapter (16)

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Fiancé?

"Remy?" Jack said her name barely above a whisper.

When my eyes fell on her, I'm stunned by this woman's appearance. She is a gorgeous woman, just like the women straight out of Vogue magazine. Her long sleek black hair framed her face perfectly and they fell like curls of ribbons below the shoulders. Eyes that burn like a smoldering fire stared beside me directly at Jack, who is cemented in place.

"My darling, I missed you." Her voice sounded as elegant as she looked.

Remy's curvy yet slim body glided her way over to us, and the sound of her heels on the pavement echoed down the street. Before I can even blink, she's in front of Jack locking lips with him. I stumble back my mind is completely blown at the unfolding scene.

What the fuck.

Rosy red lips locked with his, but he didn't appear to enjoy the intimate contact at all. Matter of fact Jack grabbed her by the shoulders pushing Remy away at arm's length.

"I missed those rough hands." She purred with excitement.

Then, those burning eyes land on me, and the air is practically sucked out of my lungs.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Jack growled taking the attention away from me.

Remy glanced at him, "who's this snack?"

Well, that's the first time I've been called a snack. Before Jack can respond, Remy is in front of my face and locking lips with me!

"Woah, lady!" I shoved her off as hard as I could. "I can arrest you for sexual harassment!"

Remy joyfully giggled before looking me deep in my eyes, which is intimidating to say the least.

"Well, aren't you fisty." Remy scrunch up her nose revealing her fangs with a smile.

That's right, she's a vampire. Dear God can tonight just end peacefully?

"Get away from her!" Jack yanked me by the hand and held me against his side.

To see him react this protective was a new side of him. I find that Jack is more troubled with Remy than he is Tiberias. It's more of a caught-of-guard situation with Remy. At that thought I balled up my hands into his shirt holding on tight.

Remy faced us and away from the street with her arms folded while taking a tiny step closer. She observed our movements carefully and closely as the hairs stand on the back of my neck.

Remy's full lips twitched into a smile, "So, my dearest love found him a pet, cute."

"I'm not you damn love, or your fiancé. State you business and go you wretched woman." Jack demanded his accent thicker than ever that it caught me by surprise.

"That Irish temper of yours was always so," she paused biting her lips, "sexy."

Remy took pleasure in the frustration she inflected on Jack. It's evident in the smile she wore that this is a game of cat and mouse to her.

"Why so tense, I'm not going to rip anyone's head off tonight. I thought we could have a chat, maybe we can go to my-

"I'm not going anywhere with you." Jack growled causing his chest to vibrate underneath my fingertips.

If anyone seemed like they were going to rip anyone's head off, it'd most likely be Jack. I don't blame him, her presence is untimely and uneasy. Also, the way she provokes him rattled him like never before.

"Well you're a stubborn ass as always, fine, I'll cut to it then; I'm looking for someone." Remy dropped the playful banter and became serious.

My eyes snapped to her, "Tiberias?"

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