Blood Eternal. Toni Kelly
her arm and hurried after him, leather backpack swinging off her shoulder as she tugged along a small suitcase. Its wheels clicked along the ground, passing over grooves between cobblestones. Good thing she hadn’t packed heavy. He moved incredibly fast. “Wait, I haven’t yet paid for my meal.”
“I took care of it.”
“How did you know what I ordered?” Had he been nearby the entire time?
“I inquired with the waiter. It seems you have quite an appetite.” He spoke with his back to her as he paused near a black Audi S6.
She frowned. How embarrassing. Had the waiter mentioned she’d eaten a lot? “I’m a chef in training. I must try things.” Didn’t mean she had to admit eating nearly every bit on her plate.
He turned and eyed her suitcase. “My email instructed you not to bring anything. I am covering your expenses. Nevertheless, since you did not follow my orders, let me take your bag.”
Orders? The man behaved like an ogre. As she stood with her mouth open, he placed her suitcase inside the trunk and opened the passenger door, signaled for her to get in with a graceful sweep of his arm. She’d never understand why he’d bothered. The action was completely at odds with his foul demeanor.
“I only traveled with a few outfits. You never asked my size.” She seated herself and inhaled deeply as he shut the door. It wasn’t too late, she could still bolt.
As the driver’s door swung open, Luke slipped in beside her and met her gaze, his eyes sexy enough to make her squirm. “Having second thoughts?”
Yes. No, wait, the ad said this job would pay handsomely. “No, of course not. Are you?” She couldn’t have blown this already.
“No.” He started the car and pulled into the late remnants of Roman rush hour. He glared ahead with an expression of disgust.
“Is there something wrong?” she asked.
“No.”
Yeah, right. Unsure of how to respond, she twisted her hands together in her lap and bit her bottom lip. What had happened? He couldn’t be upset about clothes. Maybe the cafe bill? Guys didn’t usually respond negatively to her, at least not those who hadn’t seen her scars. She wanted to flip down the car visor and check the mirror for basil between her teeth, but didn’t dare chance being caught. As it stood, she might as well have been a goblin, for the attention paid her. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
He released a huff of breath. “Why are you here, Savannah?”
“Why am I here—what do you mean? I answered an ad of yours and now you’re—”
“I am not referring to your presence here. I mean, why did you answer my ad? Consider this an on the job interview. I want to know you better.”
“Oh.” He could have asked a bit more politely. She paused and glanced down at her lap. Why was she here? Money, of course. But to say so sounded crude, not exactly interview material. Ugh, she was definitely not prepared for questions. Why hadn’t she considered he might want to know more? “I’ve always dreamt of seeing Italy. Who wouldn’t want to travel for four weeks, expenses paid?”
“Why with me? You hardly know me. I could have been a complete psychopath.”
Could have been? The idea still held definite possibility and at this point, she didn’t need much convincing. “This conversation isn’t exactly making me feel comfortable.”
“My intention is not to make you uncomfortable.” His voice gentled. “Nonetheless, it is important we have open and honest communication. Why with me?”
Better to stick with the truth. Lying could only lead to more trouble. “You said you would pay handsomely.”
“I hoped for more.” He pressed his lips closed. “I should know better.”
“I’m sorry?” Unbelievable. He judged her? After she’d decided on honesty? Fiery heat burned on the tip of her tongue. “What exactly are you saying?”
“Take it as you like.”
“I don’t want to take it any way.” She gritted her teeth. Why else would someone answer a stranger’s ad? After spending ten minutes with Luke, she certainly wouldn’t have agreed to meet him due to his charm. “I don’t understand.”
“All the same,” Luke mumbled. “Damn greed.”
“Hold on a sec,” she said. “I’m not sure what you were hoping for, but you haven’t even given me a chance. Your ad didn’t advertise prerequisites. You don’t know me. You should have given this more thought before you flew me several thousand miles to get here. And who runs ads asking for strangers to be their companions, anyway? A question I should have asked myself before answering your ridiculous ad. Either way, if you’re going to do such an absurd thing, at least approach it with an open mind.”
She gripped the door handle as he swerved around a sharp curve. Her breath caught in her chest, choking. “And stop glancing my way. You’ll get us killed if you don’t watch the road.” After near two years of physical therapy, the last thing she needed was a trip back to the hospital.
“Not likely. And I do not need to know you. I know your type.”
“My type?” She’d somehow stumbled onto a caveman. This was more than she could take, even for all the money in the world. “Stop this car. Stop it right now. We’re done.”
He frowned. “Why? I thought you wanted money.”
“Not if it means spending four weeks listening to you,” she gritted out. How much did she want this? Hell, it wasn’t a want, it was a need. Think of your restaurant, your dreams. Damn it, this shouldn’t be so hard.
He slowed the car to a stop and rubbed his brow. “I have offended you.”
“Really? I’d credit you there with the understatement of the century.” She’d shouted but didn’t care. “I didn’t travel this far and long to be insulted.” She could have stayed with Ben for that. Taking a deep breath, she lowered her voice. “I wanted to make some money and see a beautiful country. You know, a good time?”
“And money will give you this good time?”
No, but it would get her debt paid off, allowing her a different kind of life. She rubbed her eyes and shrugged. It would be easy to give up everything but if she hadn’t given up two years ago, she wasn’t going to give up now. “Money is simply a means to an end. Look, if you’ve changed your mind and don’t want a companion, please drop me back at Piazza Navona. I’ll arrange my own accommodations.” Liar. She was inches away from destitute.
Luke tapped the steering wheel with a thumb, his expression confused and pensive as he remained silent. “Forgive me, my behavior has been inexcusable. I am not myself and I should not have made such inappropriate comments. It does not rectify the situation, however, I must tell you someone attempted to mug me this evening. It put me in quite a distasteful mood.”
“Oh God. Mugged.” No wonder he was uptight. “Are you okay? Do we need to go to the police? Did they take anything?”
“No, I am fine. Irritated to such a degree, I have noted I am unpleasant company. I am sorry you have taken the brunt of my anger.”
She released a long breath. “You should have told me. I would’ve understood.” And not acted a complete brat.
“It is over now and as you can see, I survived minus a bout of ill manners. If you are willing, I would like to start anew and have you hear my proposal.”
“Okay.” After traveling this far, the least she could do was listen to what he had to say. She settled back against the passenger seat.
“Stay with me for a week in Rome. At the end of it I will give you twenty-five thousand dollars. If afterward you can bear my presence and