“Likewise, Mr. Keaton.” The vampire could already tell that Keaton was quite the charmer. He was different— And not in a bad way. “Well, aren’t you a gentleman.” She couldn’t help noticing his handsome face, and his luscious orange hair. She soon realized that she still held onto his hand, so she pulled away awkwardly. “What brings a man like you to Seattle?” She asks in a nice way, a smile still spread across her lips. “Surely you cannot have traveled here alone.”
Keaton flashed her a wide grin as he shrugged one of his shoulders, words escaping him at the moment. Truth was, he remembered nothing of his human life, so he hadn’t a clue if his personality had transformed as well as his mind and body. For all he knew, he had been a noble as a human—something that he often imagined about his past—and he did his best to carry himself as such in the present. He chuckled quietly as she jerked her hand away from his, flexing his fingers gently before stuffing the hand into one of his coat pockets.
“Curiosity,” he replied, unintentionally sounding rehearsed. “This is my first time in North America and, so far, this city is the most like home for me.” He narrowed his eyes at her and continued, “I have come here alone. I’m a loner, you could say. Is that hard to believe?”
“I assume you lived in England, then?” Imogen asked. Her parents had taught her a lot about England over the years. She always wanted to learn more about the country. She was curious about all of the countries that she didn’t live in. From what she knew, Seattle was a lot like England because of the weather. “It is hard to believe, I am a loner as well.” She chuckled. “I live a secluded life here in the Evergreen state.”
Her life was secluded even before she was turned. She did not know how to hide feelings she may have around handsome men, which was why she was acting so awkward now. She couldn’t help letting out a sigh as she thought about this. At least he wasn’t branding her an idiot. Not that she would expect him to. She was just being herself, despite the awkward and paranoid vibe she was giving off.
“Yes, London,” Keaton answered her proudly with a smile. “I’m not sure if I was born there or not, but it’s where I woke up as a vampire and it’s where I’ve been for well over a century.” He shook his drenched curls from his face then to better see her as he inquired, “Are you a nomad? Or have you maintained a residence?” He tilted his head slightly at her sigh, a wider smile tugging at his lips. Whether she knew it or not, she was incredibly endearing.
“London.” She repeated, a soft smile now on her face. “I’ve always wanted to go there. Unfortunately, I am not much of a traveler. I wish I was.” She sighed. She never got to leave her house because of the vampires she could encounter. “Ah, understandable. Do you not remember your human life?” She asked curiously. Some didn’t, which she could get. He could have simply blocked the memory out of his head. “I am a nomad with a residence, without a coven. If that is what you are asking. I live alone, I am sort of hiding out.”
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