-- when Smoke and I were in Chicago before. We bought it and kept it as it was, but the secret speakeasy part of the bar, we turned that into a private area just for vampires, and those humans that were curious and/or willing to freely give up their blood for us.

-- waist, standing behind her. "This is all ours now, and nobody can take that from us. Nobody can take anything from us anymore. Come on, let's go get some food and have some fun." One of the first things we did once we settled in Chicago was buy an underground bar. It was around back in the day --

-- what. We always do. Shit. We almost at a century now, baby. We got this." Kissing her softly, I dropped my hands to her waist, turning her around and walking with her towards the back balcony. "Suns down now." My voice was low as I spoke, stopping at the railing, I slipped my arms fully around --

-- A dimpled grin pulled onto my features as she spoke. My hands moved, cradling her face between large palms. "You right, that's exactly what I'm gonna tell you. I know, we've been through all this before, and while it is the same, it's also different. We gonna make it through this no matter --

-- a low chuckle rumbled in my chest. I'd heard Mary watching TV downstairs, felt the shift in the energy of our home. Tossing the pen into the penholder on my desk, I pushed back and stood up, flipping my journal closed and sliding it into the drawer of the desk before making my way downstairs. --

My hand paused, the pen resting between my fingers, the tip of the pen sitting just above the page. Ninety-four years and I still missed my brother like it was the first day I lost him. Foolish. That's what he was. Him and Annie both. They could be right here with us right now. I shook my head, --

|| words and pinned will be out tomorrow.