"So, what would you like to know?" Gosto’s lips curved with an edge of amusement.
"Everything," I replied, though a thousand questions had already gathered at the tip of my tongue like fireflies waiting to burst into the night.
He laughed, and that rich, sinful sound rippled through me like silk across bare skin. My breath caught as he dragged his teeth across his bottom lip, revealing the dangerous hint of fang beneath. It sent a shiver down my spine and a wicked flutter low in my belly.
"Ask away," he murmured.
For a heartbeat, I forgot how to speak how to breathe. When I finally managed to open my mouth, the words stalled on my tongue. "Tell me about vampires. About this world you live in."
Gosto leaned forward, tucking a lock of his unruly hair behind his ear. The motion was effor
