She could feel him tense beside her as she mentioned the strangeness in her life, but thought little of it. Most people werenât used to weirdness. She wasnât even sure if she was, she just didnât care enough to figure it out. She laughed a little at his vampire comment before waxing a little nostalgic. âYou know, I really have no idea. Kind of like you, he ended up here with no idea how heâd gotten here. Then he landed himself a modeling contract and somehow decided he was in love with an asshat like me. Then one day, just⌠poof! He was gone. I assume he ended up back home.â She shrugged. âIt was awhile ago.âÂ
âYeah, itâs no problem!â She leaned towards him a little. âI like to travel and Iâm in kind of a weird âin-between thingsâ place right now.â She used air-quotes as she said âin-between thingsâ. âMaybe some new scenery is what I need. Besides, it sounds like an adventure. Or a mystery. Or both!â She grinned.Â
The receptionist found himself relaxing the more he heard Devin speak, especially since nothing decided to give them a fright in the process. As he listened to her small anecdote, Silas grinned lightly and returned, âI guess he couldnât have been a vampire. He wouldnât have shown up on the camera, and that wouldnât have been a very good modelling career.â A chuckle escaped Silasâs mouth, before his tone turned somewhat serious. âIâm sorry to hear that â maybe youâll cross paths one day, you never know.â There was one thing Silas couldnât have: a boyfriend, because it was too dangerous getting attached to anyone when The Legend could decide that they were her next victim. He was stuck in Dire Grove and he wasnât allowed to leave until he died â which was what he was most confused about after ending up in Chicago. Was there a loophole that he didn't know about? Nevertheless, she would find a way to bring him back.
Despite the despondent thoughts, Silasâs previous chipper mood returned at the thought of being able to show off his Bed and Breakfast to another person; he took pride in the place, and he wasnât afraid to say that he thought it was the best in all of North Yorkshire. Almost. The other Bed and Breakfastsâ werenât hiding a supernatural secret that killed off most visitors more than a cold snap did - although he never mentioned that in the brochures that he placed in the lobby. âBrilliant! I think youâll like Dire Grove. Itâs a quiet town, but it has its charm, so long as you stay away from the old folk.â He added with a loud laugh.
She chuckled. âIâve been friends with vampires too. Like I said, I seem to be a magnet for weird.â She shrugged. âQuiet is nice. And Iâll keep that in mind.â She grinned. âLook, you can stay in the guest bedroom. Iâll book the soonest flight I can and weâll work on getting you home. You want something to eat or drink in the mean time?â She stood and stretched, heading for the kitchen.Â
















