by Trisha Baker
After a long moment, Simon turned away from the sun and stroked her face. "If you could only see how your hair glows in the sun. I never thought to have the privilege to look upon you in the light of day. Very well, Meghann. I give you my word I shall not destroy my prey while Elizabeth cannot walk in daylight."
Meghann accepted his promise with a nod, thinking Alcuin had been right. Simon did need her— to break that core of dark ruthlessness within his soul. But she needed him as well, needed his fierce strength and never waning love to support her through her immortality.
Meghann reached up to kiss Simon, feeling a sense of peace descend over her. For the first time, she was truly accepting of her vampiric state. No longer did she have to hide from the sun, her daughter was safe, and Simon would never threaten Jimmy Delacroix again. Certainly, she had regrets—namely the deaths of Charles and Lee. But with her new ability to walk in sunlight, Simon's love, and Ellie's safety, Meghann had as much as she'd ever dared dream of since the night she transformed.
All these thoughts raced through Meghann's mind while she and Simon kissed, their mouths and hands turning urgent with need.
"You know," Meghann said impishly when Simon started guiding her down the steep stairs toward the bedroom, "I've never made love during the day."
"And I have not in four hundred years," Simon laughed, scooping her into his arms. "I think we must do so straightaway."
Meghann melted against him in agreement, thinking for the moment of nothing but what it would be like to throw open the bedroom shutters and make love in the warmth of the sun.
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