Ian
My head starts spinning the moment I open my eyes. For a short second I feel disoriented and confused as my eyes start to adjust to the dim light in the room and my senses come back online. There is a hot hard body beneath me - warm skin and the scent of a forest after rain and pinecones, the scent of home. Victor sleeps peacefully on the small bed, his large hands pressing me to himself so tightly as if even in his dreams he is afraid to let go.
As I look at him with confusion, battling the forming headache and the dizziness, I try to remember what happened last night. I know I went to talk to Luca about my witch problem but everything after that is a bit of a blur. Bits and pieces come to me - like how I was pissed at the entire world for no particular reason and completely out of
