He smiles at me as he takes my hand and kisses it softly, his eyes never leaving mine. It makes me blush.
He's old. Very old.
"Thank you Luca. Still haven't found your mate?" I ask as I pull my hand away from him and he chuckles, knowing that's one of my weaknesses. I like a gentleman.
"124 years and still counting," he smiles.
"I'm sur-"
"Attention," Dad calls out loudly, no microphone needed as everyone quietens down and listens. More like shuts up.
Dad starts talking about how he found a book where it describes what is going to happen. I told him I didn't want my name mentioned. That much.
"Hi," I hear his voice near my ear and I feel his breath on my neck. I smile.
"Hey," I mumble under my breath as I feel his hand on my waist. Sparks. So many f*****g sparks.
"Who are you look
