believe you are also a lawyer?”
“ Hi. Pleased to meet you, George. Perhaps I had best speak to
the ladies first.”
George patted his shoulder and
laughed. “Astute play”.
Clayton walked over to the ladies and greeted them.
Jonathan was watching him. Was that my imagination? He seems so normal
now. But he knew that
his wife had also seen it. She stared at Clayton like he was about
to attack her and moved back from him slightly. So I am not mad. He was sure that Rowena had
also seen it, because she also stared at him, transfixed. It was
only Rebecca who seemed not to notice. She had her back to the door
when he had arrived. She chatted to him and he was as charismatic
as ever.
Jonathan was very confused. What was wrong with Clayton? He
did not seem to know how to behave around Rebecca. It was most
inappropriate to growl at a
girl’s father, especially at a first meeting. What impression does he think
he is creating on the girl’s parents? Honestly, Clayton needs to
grow up. Jackie was
going to have a field day with him with plenty of ‘I told you so,’
especially because she also had been right about the older couple.
He had seen them have one of their conversations. He wished he
could hear what they saying, because it had been lively and
animated.
Jackie was, of course, completely enthralled. Her desire
for intrigue had been ignited. Wow! That was amazing. What is Clayton
doing? How did he do that? Does he know that he did that? She looked at him and he seemed
so normal again. Roaring like a lion? Well, there is a lot more to this man
than I ever dreamed. Jono must not even try to deny he saw
that. She had seen him,
just as transfixed as she had been. Also, when Clayton had eaten
the fillet steak with such desperation and hunger, Jono’s jaw had
dropped. Clayton rarely ate meat. He had been a vegetarian most of
the time he was married to Suzanne. At least Jono has the decency not to say
something about it. This is really crazy. Only Rebecca seemed unaware of these goings-on.
She had not seen Clayton, which was a good thing. She would
definitely not go near him again if she had. She would have been
terrified. But he seemed his usual self now.
Rowena’s
heart was singing. The Protector was here, in her daughter’s house
and he was extremely powerful. She looked at her husband, carefully
eating his dinner.
George, George , it
really is him!
Not now, woman, I am enjoying my steak. I don’t want to
think.
Suit yourself, but that’s all you will get tonight with that
attitude.
Oh God, okay, what do you want? Of course it’s
him.
Does he know who he is?
Not yet, but he can feel it. It is a bit too strong for
him.
Too strong?
Yes, he can’t control it yet. He needs time.
For what? He must do his job. What bloody time?
Woman, let it be. It will come right. Please, let it be so I
can eat my steak. It is delicious, my love.
Okay, okay! But is Rebecca alright?
Look at her dear. She is in love with her Protector. What
more do you want? Get out of my head, please. The food is really
good!
She was relieved, but also confused. Why did Rebecca not
see it? He was clearly the white tiger. Those blue, blue eyes were
so unusual in their hue.
How could she have missed the connection? He even walked like a
tiger. He took long, slow, deliberate strides. Just one look at him
and you would see the white tiger in him. Rebecca, why do you deny him? But Rebecca was laughing at
something he had said to her. Does he know? Is he even aware of what had
happened?
Clayton had been very aware of what had happened. It had
started yesterday, when he spoke to her father. George’s voice had hit him in the gut. It
was a peculiar, familiar tug. He had felt the need to protect
Rebecca and it had grown stronger as the night had progressed. He
had wanted to claw anyone who harmed her. The animal urge to
protect her rose inside of him and was at boiling point when he saw
George at the door. He had felt the hair rising at the
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