Adam
“Are you, or one of your band members, Dracula?”
“Oh boy, this is going to take a while,” Garret huffed, disappearing into the dining room before returning with a chair. He set it next to me before going and flopping down onto a couch in the adjoining living room.
Taking a seat, I looked up at Jadea and then immediately averted my gaze. She was still naked and it felt weird to stare at her for too long. Though, she seemed very comfortable in her skin and not at all concerned about her modesty.
“No. None of us are.”
“Are any of you serial killers?” I had asked the question so softly, I wasn’t sure for a moment if she had heard me.
“No. We are not serial killers.” Her expression was open. Honest. She wasn’t upset or frustrated by any of these very damning questions, which made m
