Entering the dining room, Kayle watches as Trigger lays the porcelain plates on the table, walking clockwise, finishing as she places the silverware where Private Hixson will sit. Kayle pauses to look at Trigger and catches him staring at her. Glancing back down, Kayle put the knife in its place; blushing, Kayle asked, “Why are you staring at me?”
Looking back up, Kayle startles at seeing Trigger up close to her right side. Gazing in his eyes, she notices the silver glowing around his irises. Kayle watched his hand come to her face. She tilts her head into his hand, closing her eyes; Kayle felt Trigger push her up against the wall. Dropping the rest of the silverware, she opened her eyes. Locked in his gaze, Kayle felt the curtains touch her bare skin. The soft, cool breeze flowing through the cracked window played on her flesh.
“Trigger,” Kayle moaned, turning her head up gazing into his silver-encased light blue orbs.
The touch of his l
Trigger carried Kayle to her room. His shirt was getting wetter the longer he held her. Stopping at her door, he opened it and walked in, using his foot to shut the door. Striding to her bed, he laid her on the mattress and sat down beside her. Moving a strand of her hair away from her tear-streaked face, Trigger laid his palm on her cheek.“I don’t know what to do, Trigger,” Kayle stated, grabbing his hand.“Sweetness, I don’t know what to do to help you. All I can do is try to calm you down,” Trigger said in a soothing voice.Trigger felt her hand on his face and then move around to the back of his head. Her wet eyes searching his, Kayle bit her lower lip as she pulled firmly on his head to make him lower it.“Kiss me, Trigger, please,” Kayle pleaded.Trigger shook his head, closed his eyes, and breathed in deeply, “Kayle, you're in shock. You just witnessed a person that you’ve kn
Faint voices floated from the far end of the room to Kayle’s bed. She tossed in the bed, moaning as she tried to open her eyes. Beeping sounds kept with the rhythm of her heart.“Conor, I don’t think I can tell her; I mean, it’s going to be hard on her,” said a familiar voice.“You know she is going to ask where he is,” Answered Conor.Kayle finally opened her eyes and saw Mitch shake his head in defeat as he stood to look out at the darkening sky. The clouds were dark and pregnant with rain, waiting to flood down on the city. Kayle looked between Conor and Mitch, searching for a third person who was at the moment not in the room.“Guys, what’s going on?” Kayle whispered.Both vampires turned quickly to her voice as her question remained unanswered. Conor went to the side of her bed and took her hand. Kayle looked in his eyes and knew something had gone terribly wrong. Kayle looked a
Kayle woke up wrapped in blankets. Looking around, she noticed that Trigger was not beside her. Sitting up on the back of her arms, Kayle saw that he was sitting at the edge of the bed. His face in his hands as Kayle crawled to him and climbed onto his lap. She placed both her hands on his face and made him look at her. Kayle smiled and then laid a supple kiss on his lips.“What’s wrong, Trigger?” Kayle asked as she ran her hands through his hair.“I’m sorry if I woke you, Sweetness. I just woke up in a sweat,” Trigger answered her as his hands went to her hips, helping to hold her on his lap.“Can I help with anything?” Kayle asked as she kissed his jawline and down his throat.“Mhmm,” Trigger moaned as she got to the spot he would have been marked.“Do you like that?” Kayle whispered in his ear.“You know it,” Trigger groaned, wrapping a hand in her hair, p
“About damn time you decided to come to hang out with us!” Exclaimed Savanna as she dropped her duffle bag on the floor.Kayle laughed as she walked into the hotel room. The group had decided to rent two of the suites of one of the wealthiest hotels. The boys had sent the girls up to the rooms while they finalized everything with the rooms. Lou-lou and Stella walked in behind Kayle and Savanna, dropping their suitcases.“You’d think we could have gotten rooms to ourselves,” Stella complained as she looked around the living room.“Really? Stella? You aren’t even paying for this; the boys are,” Savanna questioned, giving her a questionable look.“What, I’d like to have some privacy with Mitch,” Stella answered with a taunting head bob.“Between the two suites, there are plenty of rooms, Stella. Stop being a bitch,” Savanna came back at her.Stella outstretched her ha
The group settled into a VIP table at Club Illusion. Everyone laughing and talking with each other, bottles of wine and liquor on the table. Trigger kept his gaze moving around the room, his senses on high alert. He briefly met Conor’s, and they both nodded to one another. Kayle looked up at Trigger, a smile on her face; she slightly frowned at him while giving him a questionable look. Trigger looked down at her and grinned at her. His eyes were a firey storm of emotion gazing back at her and took her hand and kissed it.“Let’s go dance, Trigger,” Kayle excitedly said as she slid out, tugging on his arm.Trigger smirked and slid out with her shaking his head as she led him down the spiral staircase to the dance floor. He watched her as she walked in front of him—Kayle’s hand in his as she swayed her hips to the music. Trigger licked his lips as he watched her turn to him on the dance floor. The playful look on her face made him
“What are you talking about, my secret? I have no secret or secrets,” Mitch responded with a scowl.“Yeah, that’s what they all say,” Uncle Charles stated, with a smirk as he took a sip of his drink.Trigger glowered at Kayle’s uncle as his smirk faltered. Uncle Charles glanced behind him then looked back at the trio of boys.“Yes. Well, I witnessed your little friend here, killing a young woman about, oh I don’t know, about 15years ago? Remember that boy?” Uncle Charles questioned Mitch with a questionable look.“We are not here to talk about Mitch. Why are you wanting to kidnap your niece?” Conor asked.“Oh, but we are here about him. I mean, we are here about Kayle too, but what can I say? We can deal with both birds at the same time,” Kayle’s uncle laughed.Trigger growled at her uncle. He seemed unaffected by the sound as he continued to sip his drink.
Kayle slowly opened her eyes. Looking around, she slowly got up in a sitting position. The room was modest; the bed that she laid upon was not very comfortable. Rubbing the haze from her eyes, Kayle glanced at the door that was keeping her in the room. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood, getting her bearings; she went to the door and tried to open it. The door did not budge; moving away from the door, she explored the rest of the room. Taking in the grey walls that kept her captive, Kayle went to the slender window looking out. It was dark out, so she could not see anything but shadows. She sighed and then went back and sat on the bed. ‘Where the hell am I? Trigger is going to be so pissed. So is dad.’ Kayle heard a click near the door, and someone walked in. At first, she was a loss for words. The man before looked exactly like Trigger, and if she had not looked twice, she would have run to him. Kayle watched Trigger’s clone come near her.
Six weeks later--Trigger and Conor sat at the bar of Trigger’s penthouse. Mitch was pacing the kitchen, running his hands through his hair and down his face. The two boys watched their friend as he slumped down into the chair.“Guys, how can he think I killed Kayle’s mother? I was just a kid. I wasn’t even old enough... I mean fuck,” Mitch uttered, panicking as he looked between his friends.“We will figure things out, Mitch. There is no way for Dr. Easton to think it was you,” Conor replied, staring at his friend.“I don’t know, man, the way he glared at me getting out of that truck. We have to prove it wasn’t me; I’m not a killer. I’ve never killed anyone,” Mitch confessed to the boys sitting in front of him.“We will find the real killer. Don’t you worry about that; I won’t let you go down for something that you couldn’t have e