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[anthonybrxdgerton]

one year with baldwin montclair » day 56

“Thanks.” He might be Matthew’s brother, but Baldwin’s close physical presence was unnerving. I extended my gauze-wrapped right arm to him in farewell. “Sister, that’s not how family bids each other adieu.” Baldwin’s voice was softly mocking. He gave me no time to react but gripped my shoulders and kissed me on the cheeks. As his face passed over mine, he deliberately breathed in my scent. It felt like a threat, and I wondered if he meant it as such. He released me and stood. “Matthew, à bientôt.”

[anthonybrxdgerton]

one year with baldwin montclair » day 57

A copper kettle the size of a timpani drum crashed into the wall. Both brothers leaped to their feet. Marthe stood with gnarled hands on ample hips, glaring at them. “She is his wife,” she told Baldwin curtly.

[anthonybrxdgerton]

one year with baldwin montclair » day 79

I have a daughter and a son,” Matthew told Baldwin. “Rebecca and Philip. Both are healthy and well.” “And their mother?” Baldwin asked. “Diana got through it beautifully.” Matthew’s hands shook whenever he thought of what she’d been through. “Congratulations, Matthew.” Baldwin didn’t sound happy. “What is it?” Matthew frowned. “The Congregation already knows about the birth.”

[anthonybrxdgerton]

one year with baldwin montclair » day 85

[anthonybrxdgerton]

one year with baldwin montclair » day 74

“Imagine my surprise at finding you here,” Baldwin continued. “Nor did I expect to discover that your mate is now my sister. Philippe died in 1945. So how is it that I can feel my father’s blood vow? Smell it? Hear it?” “Someone else can catch you up on the news.” Matthew took me by the hand and turned to go back upstairs. “Neither of you is leaving my sight until I find out how that witch tricked a blood vow from a dead vampire.” Baldwin’s voice was low with menace. “It was no trick,” I said, indignant. “Was it necromancy, then? Some foul resurrection spell?” Baldwin asked. “Or did you conjure his spirit and force him to give you his vow?”

[anthonybrxdgerton]

one year with baldwin montclair » day 55

[anthonybrxdgerton]

one year with baldwin montclair » day 64

[anthonybrxdgerton]

one year with baldwin montclair » day 62

“He knows I’m a witch. And that I’m pregnant.” It was evident that Baldwin knew a great deal about our life in New Haven already. There was no point in hiding the truth. “Every vampire in that provincial town knows. And they travel to New York. Often.” Baldwin paused. “In my family if you create a mess, you clean it up—or Matthew does. Those are your options.” “It’s always such a pleasure to hear from you, brother.” Baldwin merely laughed. “Is that all, milord?” “It’s ‘sieur.’ Do you need me to refresh your memory of vampire law and etiquette?” “No,” I said, spitting out the word. “Good. Tell Matthew to stop blocking my calls, and we won’t have to repeat this conversation.” The line went dead.