Alisha had to talk to Hayley.
There was no doubt about it in her mind. Alisha had to talk to Hayley and she had to do it before the end of the day. She couldn’t stand the idea of Hayley going to bed mad at her for something as simple as the gravy dish incident; she couldn’t stand the image of Hayley’s pointed glare burning at her, she couldn’t stand the image of her petal pink lips twisted in a frown and she couldn’t stand the image of Hayley blatantly ignoring her for days on end because of it. Alisha knew she had to fix this but as she turned her head around to the sweet vanilla scent, she grit her teeth, barely being able to contain the low growl caught in her throat when she caught sight of her.
Hayley wasn’t alone. By her side, the vampire, Zyean walked with her. Hayley had the sli
