Conversing with a Demon
Victoria awoke to a dark cool room. She yawned and stretched gingerly, grateful that her muscles weren't nearly as sore as they had been. Sitting up she rubbed at her eyes and glanced around sleepily.
She nearly jumped out of her skin as a gigantic shadow moved by her bed. "Sebastian?"
"Yes," the familiar voice rumbled through the dark. Victoria felt her heart leap with excitement and chastised herself for it. She couldn't comprehend why that deep voice excited her but it did.
"You startled me," she admitted softly.
"I apologize. Frightening you is not my intent."
"You don't frighten me," she whispered, shocked that it was true. Strangely enough after last night she was anything but afraid of him, which was probably stupid of her.
"I should," he snapped. "I s
