Valentina
His lips were surprisingly cool, and melded with mine softly. It was—
"Wait!" I exclaimed, pulling back and shoving him. I felt his chest under my hand, unmovable one second, then five feet away the next. I swiped the back of my hand across my lips, staring at him in disbelief. Did that just happen? Did I just let that happen?
"You can't do that," I whispered, looking at him—really looking at him—for the first time. This time, I looked past his attractive features and really studied him. He stood still—unbelievably, utterly still. His chest did not rise or fall. He didn't twitch or fidget, or shift his weight. His skin felt colder than normal. He moved so fast I couldn't see him.
My eyes widened. "It's true?" I murmured faintly. "You're a...vampire?"
Worry and relief collid
