Noah likes people watching, so when he notices a cute gay couple who don't seem to have a reflection, he's fascinated. They can't actually be vampires, can they?<br><br>As he learns more about the enthralling pair, he soon discovers his wild suspicion is more than correct. But Noah is hiding a secret of his own, and how could two men from decades or even centuries in the past possibly care, possibly understand, when they discover Noah wasn't always Noah?<br><br>That first hurdle is only the beginning, though. But Jack and Gabe are immortal vampires, so it's hardly surprising Noah isn't the only one who has a troublesome past.

Three of Hearts

Jack looked over at him and smiled faintly. “World War Two. I was shot by a Nazi on the beach at Normandy. I guess there are worse ways to go, though it wasn’t clean or quick. I made it long enough to get to a medical tent after, but didn’t make it through the night. Woke up the night after, laid out with a bunch of my buddies who weren’t lucky enough to come back from the dead. I thought about going home anyway, about seeing them, once I got back to the States. But I don’t think they’d have been able to accept it. They never accepted what else I am, anyway. My mom kept talking about how I was going settle down with some nice girl once I got out of the army.” He heave a massive sigh. “So I stayed away. I kept up with what news I could get of them, and my siblings, and their kids for a while, but it just kept hurting, and eventually I stopped.”


“I’m sorry.” Noah put his hand over Jack’s.


“It’s all old news now.” Jack shrugged.


“It sounds like you still regret it, though.”


Chapter 11