He smiled. Frankie was so engrossed in one of his novels that she failed to notice his presence. He could easily imagine spending eternity with her. But she hadn’t indicated she wanted anything from him other than for him to turn her into a vampire. Sure, she enjoyed him physically. And she had returned to his home as he’d asked her to. Neither meant she had any interest in living forever by his side. She’d asked him to turn her and then get rid of her once she accomplished her goal. He knew he’d never be able to do that. What if he changed her and then she resented him for not doing all she requested? Besides, he would be doing it for selfish reasons, not the ones she had in mind. No, it was out of the question. Definitely out of the question. “How’d it go this morning?” Kellen finally asked, startling Frankie into awareness. “Oh! Kellen. Hi.” She hugged his book and smiled. “This is wonderful.” “Thank you.” “How long have you been standing there?” “Not long.
