As the sound of Gordon's car roaring down the drive died down, I turned to Marcus and waited for him to say something. He glanced at me and then looked down at the floor like a naughty child who'd been caught out.
"Are you not even going to give me an apology?"
"I have nothing to be sorry for, Caitlyn. I felt I was doing the best thing for you."
"Oh, please. Save me the hero routine—it's starting to wear a bit thin. You'd best start talking or I'm going to start walking."
He looked up at me and smiled. "Did you mean for that to rhyme?"
I stared back at him, poker faced. "Were you planning on telling me I'm a witch?"
When he looked back down at the floor, an arrow of pain hit me right in my heart. "You're unbelievable. What were you planning then? Just letting me live the rest of my days at your side thinking I'm a regular human?"
He scrubbed his hands over his face and sighed. "The less you know about this world, the better."
"Yeah, you said that already. Next excuse?"
"I don't want you mixed up with the witches, Caitlyn. They're not nice people. You don't belong in that world."
"Don't you think I deserve to have the choice? And just because the ones you've met aren't nice, why does that mean they're all the same?"
"You know how old I am, Caitlyn. I've yet to meet one witch who isn't all for her own gain."
"Sounds to me like you'd have plenty in common."
The pain that filtered through his eyes from my words made me want to take them back but the anger and hurt I felt at being lied to, again, overpowered any guilt I had of making him feel bad.
"I wasn't keeping this from you for my own gain."
"How were you doing anything else?"
"Anyone from my world would know what you are within an instant of meeting you. The way people were staring at you at the ball, that wasn't because you were wearing some dress that belonged to my ex, it was because of the power running through your veins."
I smirked. "And let's not forget the way my blood sings because I'm stupidly in love with you."
"Is that how you feel? Stupid for being in love with me?"
My jaw dropped. "Are you actually making this about you right now?"
"I'm sorry, I just...I'm flattered that you feel that way for me."
The mix of nerves and disappointment in my stomach made me feel ill, but I had to ask the question. "But you don't feel that way for me?"
He came towards me and took my hands in his. "I feel a lot for you, Caitlyn. More than I've felt for anyone in a very long time." My heart started to soar and hope trickled through my veins. "But I have to be very careful. I don't want a repeat of the past."
As soon as he said 'but' my heart sank and the hope in my veins evaporated, leaving nothing but a build-up of emotions behind. I took my hands back and moved away from him.
"You should know I'm not your past, Marcus. Do you think I'm suddenly going to beg you to turn me into a vampire or something?"
"No, nothing like that. I just want to make sure this is right, that's all."
I couldn't quite think straight. My head was spinning at a hundred miles an hour. How could he suddenly be doing a complete one eighty on me? Why? I wandered over to the sofa and sat down, trying to get a grip of my new reality. An hour ago, I'd been a regular human girl with a vampire boyfriend. Now I was suddenly a witch with a vampire possible boyfriend.
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Love, Lies & Blood Ties - Whitby Shadows Series Book 2
Paranormal**If you haven't read book 1, you will need to read it in order to follow on where this one picks up** Marcus broke my heart. The secrets he kept from me tainted our relationship by turning every moment we shared into a lie. While I try to forget ab...