FIFTEEN
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Yawning, Zara stretched out her body on their vast bed at the manor and smiled into the light cascading around her. Brodie slept with the blackout blinds closed, it was her who liked to wake up with the light. So if Brodie was here, there shouldn’t be any sunlight, she should be waking up to a room so devoid of sunlight that a vampire would be happy to reside here.
Flattening her arm on the mattress to search behind her, she found no body in the bed with her. Sitting upright, Zara scanned their bedroom. He wasn’t here. Leaping from the bed, she knew better than to look for a note or some other token of affection.
She ran to the closet, jumped into her underwear, and snatched one of Brodie’s button down shirts from the hanger because it was closest to hand. But
