Sunlight pours in through a window and I wake disoriented. Nothing looks in this small bedroom like home or even the dorm room at the university. Then last night and Jacques's kiss comes flashing back and I tingle all over from the memory.
I glance over to the spot where he was last night, watching over me while I slept. He's gone. My heart does a little tug.
Crap. I am still interested in him. The vamp blood must not be out of my system yet.
I kick the blankets off and stand, but my legs wobble. Damn. I sit back down with a frown. As much as I hate to admit it, seems like Angelic and Jacques had been right about me needing the vamp blood.
Except if I had taken as much as they suggested, would I have given into the passion last night and had s*x with Jacques? Was that his plan?
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