Kane climbed the stairs looking for Michael. As he passed Alicia’s door he paused hearing her pacing back and forth from inside her room. He tilted his head wondering what was up. Hearing a thump above him, he raised his eyes to the ceiling. Either they had ghost in the attic or he’d just found Michael.
Michael poured more Old English on the rag then, using his vampire speed, it was only a couple seconds before he had to stop and add more of the polish.
“Well, if you have to have a feminine side then the vanity is beautiful,” Kane smirked.
Michael thought about that for a moment then laughed. “It’s not for me.”
Kane crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against an old wardrobe, “It’s not really my style… but it’s the thought that counts. The dragon claw feet are nice though.” He c
