Blood Runs Thicker Than Water

Chapter 1

"Day!" My best friend, Marina, yelled as I approached our market stand. 

I smiled at her as I stood facing her, my back to the counter of our stand of jewelry. 

"So last night-" Marina paused as her eyes widened looking at something behind me. "Day, hot guy alert coming this way!" She squealed in a whisper. 

I spun around to see him coming this way. He had short black hair, brown eyes, almost black, and pale skin. He was tall, lean but still muscular, and wore a plain, clean, white T-shirt, skinnier dark-wash jeans, and a pair of black shoes.

I would normally say he's a vampire because of his features but since his eyes weren't purple or red, depending if they were a royal vampire, I called him a human. 

"Can we help you find something special?" Marina said in a flirtatious tone, smiling and batting her eyelashes. Marina was the kind of girl I wasn't; she flirted with many guys, and had many boyfriends. 

His eyes were on me as he spoke, "Yes, actually. I was looking to find a necklace." He had a beautiful, melodic British accent that sent chills down my spine.

Marina swore under her breath. We had an agreement that she would handle the rings and bracelets, while I handled necklaces. She then went to the back of the fairly large stand, and continued to make more jewelry. 

"Alright. What kind were you looking for?" I asked, looking down at the small selection, away from his gaze.

He smiled. "I was looking for something for my newborn sister."

I then spotted one of my favorites. It was a shorter chain, perfect for children, with a small emerald tear-drop pendant. 

"How's this one?" I asked. 

"It's perfect. What about this one also?" He asked, indicating something that had a lot of meaning to me.

It was my mother's necklace. It was made of silver, a rarity those days, and had the sentence "Every day is once in a lifetime" on the silver heart pendant. 

I smiled weakly, "That was my mother's. Both my parents were killed, so I put up some of her jewelry up for sale," I explained.

He looked like he was deep in thought as he peered at the necklace. He then smiled. "Can I buy both?" He asked. 

I nodded. "That'll be one hundred," I replied softly.

He nodded and pulled out a large bundle of dollars. He placed them on the counter and pushed them towards me. 

"Um, it was one hundred. Not thousands," I said confusedly, pushing them back to him.

"I know."

"I can't accept it," I spoke, softly yet politely.