Dominic: Her Warlock Protector Book 1 - Plot & Excerpts
But as he dried her off with solicitous care, she couldn’t help but watch his face. Something in his eyes had become far away and sad. “You can always tell me anything that you want to tell me,” she promised. “I will always listen.” His smile was brief, and slightly bleak. “I won't hold you to that.” When he wrapped a fluffy robe around her and hugged her through it, she wondered why it felt like they were confronting a sense of loss. He slipped on his jeans, and then settled himself against the headboard. When she approached shyly, he set her in his lap as if they had been doing it for years. “How old do I look?” he asked. Sophia blinked. “That's a funny question, but sure. Um, maybe thirty? Thirty-five?” “Try five hundred and six.” Sophia couldn’t help but scowl, because whatever she had been expecting, it was definitely not that. She laughed uncertainly. “What are you talking about?” “I was born in the Year of Our Lord, 1506, in Venice. My father was a condottiere, a soldier for hire, and my mother was a woman who worked in a coffeehouse on the canals.” “There were coffeehouses in the 1500s?”
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