Simon picked up his trousers from a small bench at the end of the bed. He quickly slid them on, never taking his eyes off of Tory’s face. The flaming blush on her cheeks and her beautiful brown eyes that suddenly seemed too large for her face confused him.
The strength behind her thrust was enough to seal the fact that she was anything but human. But, it was her transformation into a small, plump bat and back again that shook him. Everything about her was now screaming immortal creature, yet her scent was still that of a human.
“Yes, oh,” he said, watching her with a wary expression. “What are you, Miss Carson?”
Her eyes skirted from him to the bedroom door behind him and back again. She chewed on her bottom lip in indecision for several long seconds. Panic swept across her face when he
