Ana woke once again to someone banging on her door.
“Bloody hell! Am I stuck in ground hog day or something?” She sat up and groaned. She was stiff and sore from sleeping weird and her head thumped. This is getting ridiculous!
The banging on the door didn’t stop. “Ana, open this f*****g door!” Vincent growled.
“Oh s**t!” Ana groaned as she got up, feeling like death warmed up and shuffled to the door and unlocked it and opened it wide.
Vincent stared at her and shoved the flowers into her arms. Ana was speechless looking at the bouquet of blood red roses, attached was another vial of liquid. She groaned again as she searched for a card. Did this vampire never quit?
“You never even got undressed?” Vincent growled in annoyance.
Ana looked up at him, her eyes angry and flashing with pow
