Hunting Prince Dracula (Stalking Jack the Ripper, #2)

by Kerri Maniscalco

“Try not to miss me too much, Wadsworth.”

“Though that might be an impossible task. I, for one, miss myself terribly when asleep.”

“You would miss me terribly and know it. Just as I would miss you in ways I cannot fathom, should we ever part.”

Mr. Thomas Cresswell might not truly hold the title of prince, but that was perfectly fine. To me, he’d always be the king of my heart.

“As to the stars? Those are what I prefer. More than medical practices and deductions. The universe is vast. A mathematical equation even I have no hope of solving. For there are no limits to the stars; their numbers are infinite. Which is precisely why I measure my love for you by them. An amount too boundless to count.”

“You know what way, Wadsworth. I refuse to believe you’ve misinterpreted my affections. I am wholly in love with you. And it is permanent.”