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She met his stare. “I’ll marry you.”

CHAPTER 44

“If I’m immortal, why have I been touching up gray hair since I turned thirty?” Destiny had been questioning him since they got in the car. She was driving them back to Lancaster where they planned to inform the others of her lineage.

“I think it’s because you don’t feed. Magdalene said her hunger changed when she came of age. Without blood, lethargy sets in.”

“I wonder if that’s why I never have the energy to clean my house. I thought I had some sort of vitamin deficiency.”

“Or an aversion to housework,” he teased. “It’ll do you good to feed. When we get situated at the farm, I’ll show you—”

“I’m not ready.”

He frowned. “Why would you wait?”

“Because I need to do this at my pace, Cain. My brain is on overload.”

He decided it was best not to push her. The blood test proved she had immortal blood, and he trusted God’s design. Over time, her base instincts would guide her and she’d come to it naturally.

She drove in silence for a stretch, then said, “If I have vampire blood in my DNA—”

“Immortal.”

“Right. Immortal. If I have immortal blood in my DNA, wouldn’t that mean Vito would also have it?”

“That depends.”

“On?”

“If you two are actually siblings.”

Her gaze jerked to him. “Are you suggesting I’m adopted?”

“Or maybe Vito is. You two look nothing alike.”

“But we both look like my parents. Vito looks identical to my dad at his age and the older I get the more I resemble my mom.”

“There are a lot of immortals in Europe, Destiny. Your bloodline could be old or new. Once we’re settled, we will run more tests and see if your blood matches anyone on the farms, but there are countless lines out there.”

“You keep saying once we get settled. Where do you plan for us to live.”

He glanced at her. “On the farm, of course. We have privacy there, and we can be ourselves.”

“What about my job?”

He considered her question as well as her position as a modern thinking female. Without trying to offend her, he asked, “Why do you work?”

“To pay my bills and support myself.”

“So, if you could achieve that without working, would you keep the job?”

“Well, I guess not. But I’d have to do something.”

“There is plenty to do at the farm.”

She laughed. “I’m not sure I can do any of the things you’re picturing—at least not well.”

“You’ll learn.”

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