Miara: A Delicious Secret [Chapter 3]

Vampire.

I could feel his presence reaching out to my desires. Everything I wanted he had, as well as everything I needed.
The elevator bell rang as I reached the main floor. Merith reached for me as I began to lose consciousness. Why was he here? He was suppose to meet me at the airport. “Manuel, quickly her bags.” His tone caressed me. I was swept up into his firm grasp and cradled against his chest. My bags carried ahead of me and tucked away in the trunk of a sleek black vehicle.
“I know I was to meet you at the airport, but I felt I needed to be here.”
As I looked up into Merith’s sincere eyes, I lost focus to a shadow behind him. He was there, peering down on me from the window. His eyes spoke of a pain so horrible I wanted to go to him, and comfort him.
Merith gently slid into the back of the car with me still huddled in his arms. I began to get dizzy again and felt the darkness ceasing me. With the last of my strength, I draped my arms around his neck, “Merith please don’t ever leave me. I…I need you.” My voice smoothed out as a whisper, and my eyelids hid my soul.

Manuel guided us back to my loft. I constantly checked Miara’s breathing, scared to lose her. She was so fragile at times, but she was so strong in spirit. Her beauty was so captivating, no wonder he wanted her. No wonder I wanted her. I kissed her lips softly and dragged my fingers across her cheek. I vowed never to leave her.
We arrived at my loft, and I stepped carefully out of the car.
“Manuel, you are the most loyal of men, I thank you dearly.” He nodded towards me with utmost understanding. “Could you please carry her bags to my room, and make sure all is secure?” I begged with urgency.
“Of course sir, I will do all that I can.”
We shuffled hurriedly in the elevator and I waited impatiently. The dark oak walls seemed so confining. When the door opened I sighed with relief and rushed towards the door. Manuel opened the door with several different keys and I immediately headed for the bedroom. Manuel placed her bags near the closet and attended to our security. I tied back the curtains from my canopy bed, and layed her gently upon the puffy sheets. I removed her shoes and tucked her under the blanket. I anxiously removed my clothes and climbed in beside her, holding her firmly against me. He would not touch her. Not this night, not ever.