Closer to my Beloved's Heart

Chapter Four

I was dancing, really dancing! The Vampire king moved with fluid ease, his big feet never seeming to touch the ground. We spun then he would release me only to pull me back into his arms with a smirk upon his face.

I just helplessly stared up at him, not believing that this was happening to me. I was still in shock from him walking right up to me and kissing my hand. When his fingers touched mine, a shock settled between us. Like a connection was made. It still amazed me with that as it was some feeling.

Now those women who glared at me when he guided me through the crowd to to dance we're still glaring my way. But I didn't care because this fallen Angel, this handsome king, was dancing with me, of all people.

And foolish me, I couldn't be happier. He glanced down at me then and smirked as my gaze fell to his lips. Why, oh why? Could I be any braver? Was it bravery or was I just being foolish?

"What's your name, darlin'?" He asked me softly.

I blinked, his southern accent literally making me melt as I looked up into his vivid green eyes. I felt like I could get lost in their depths and I almost sighed. They were deep like his voice was. I shivered as his deep voice rolled over my being.

He was so charming and debonair as I found that lovely.

"My name is Angelica." I said softly.

An auburn eyebrow rose. "Angelica." He said softly, and heavens forbid but it felt like a caress over my body, my very being and I shivered again.

"Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful woman."

And here we go with the blushing again, although I didn't think it ever really ceased. I don't think I've ever blushed this much in my entire life. Geez.

"And what shall I call you, sire?" I asked then, trying to get a grip on myself and my emotions.

His eyebrow lifted again before he suddenly dipped me back as the lovely song the band was playing came to an end. I gasped softly and grasped his strong shoulders as one of his big hands cupped the back of my head as the other pressed firmly against my lower back.

If I hadn't noticed this before, I sure as hell did now. Our faces were a little too close for my liking and my gaze once again drifted down to his lips as he smirked again.

Geez Angelica! What the hell is up with you?!

"You can call me anything your beautiful heart desires but most call me Mark."

"Mark..." I whispered then looked back up into his eyes.

His eyebrows furrowed as he slowly straightened. He never seemed to bring his hands from me, though. I wasn't complaining although maybe I should be. My eyebrows then furrowed as well.

No man ever really paid this much attention to me or even treated me so kindly before. So the first thing that popped into my mind was what did he want from me?

I couldn't help but to think this way. It's all I've ever known. I sighed then pushed my hands against his chest, which was hard. Of course I would notice such a glorious tidbit as I couldn't help it.

His eyebrows remained furrowed as I stared up into his eyes. When I looked at him, I felt vulnerable. I never felt this way before and, to be honest, it scared me to death. Finally after a lot of willpower, I pulled my eyes from his heated one and turned around, looking for Jay.

Finding her at the table still I said, "I should return to Jay."

With my back turned, I didn't need to worry about looking at him. I felt more in control of myself if I didn't look at him. Mark looked at Jay, who was in a conversation with Glenn, then looked down at Angelica again.