His voice again, absent all day and present at night.
I sigh.
No.
“But you’re talking to me in your head—you’re not sleeping.”
Leave me alone.
“Come on, give this vampire a bit of fun. I’m bored out here waiting, and trust me, you don’t want me bored.”
And why wouldn’t I want that? I ask mentally, driven by curiosity.
“Because if I get bored enough, I might find a way to get in and reach you—and I must warn you: I’m thirsty.”
I’m sure you can sink your teeth into something. A squirrel, maybe. Or better yet, maybe you’ll find a village where some woman will offer you her neck.
I hear his laugh inside my head, so sensual it makes my stomach clench and my skin break out in goosebumps. Suddenly I wish I were there to see what his face looks like when he laughs like that.
“Very funny.
