Page 8 of Samuel's Bloody Obsession

“I’m not that bad,” I said, lying to her and sped up to walk beside her.

I had grown accustomed to living in the lap of luxury in London, and Elgin reminded me of my simpler times in the past. Some of which was rather jaded.

“You are. It reeks off ye. Holly is English, and she is normal.”

She could curse me all she wanted as long as I could be close to her. I had never given it a single thought of what I would wear, let alone what I would wear to impress my blood mate. Yet I had been nervous seeing her face to face out in public. It could have gone far worse than what it did. The constant beat of her heart and listening to her blood race around her body was a temptation I had difficulty in controlling, but for her, I had.

“Where have yae been living?”

“The old McCleary estate.”

Her head snapped around towards me, but I put my arm through hers and continued to walk.

“I heard he had it up fur sale. You bought it?”

“I did indeed. Elgin is a beautiful place to live, and the weather suits me.”

“Cold and miserable like your dead heart?” She scoffed.

As if to prove her point, a light mist of rain began to fall down on us.

“Look, you’ve jinxed the weather now, and you were already wet to begin with,” I said, trying to control my laughter.

When she tried to pull her arm away, I didn’t let go of it.

“I didn’t use Glenda. I love spending time with her. She is er—colourful.”

She stopped struggling and relaxed a little.

“Plus, she knows everything about everyone,” I said, adding on.

“Aye, she does that,” she said grudgingly.

“Will you please do me the honour of coming out on a date with me, Charlotte?”

She sighed heavily.

“Yur no gonna leave me alone, ur yae?”

“Naw,” I said honestly.

“Ah will need to think on it,” she said softly.

“I can live with that,” I said, and we remained silent until we got to her doorway.

She pulled her keys out and was about to put it into the keyhole when I took her hand and gently kissed it. I heard her heart begin to beat faster and I gently squeezed her hand before letting it go.

“I will text you my number,” I said as I began to back away since I would be on her tree in the next few seconds.

“How huv yae got ma number?”

I grinned but didn’t reply as I gave her a wave before I made away to look like I was walking away.

“Go out on a date with me, and you can ask me anything you want,” I shouted back at her.

I heard her sigh before she closed her door, leaving me to make my way into her back garden and up onto her tree. The rain was coming down a little heavier now, but I was too pleased with tonight’s introduction to care.

Seeing Charlotte’s life showed me what kind of person she was, and it gave me the patience to wait for her. Her job was poorly paid, but she cared for everyone she visited daily and weekly. It wasn't about the money because I transferred 1.3 million pounds into her account personally. Besides a few items of clothing she bought, she spent more on the elderly people she cared for.

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