A whimper wakes me. I open my eyes and the sun hits me in the face. It’s high in the sky. s**t, I fell asleep? Jordy lies still beside me. For a horrible second I think that—but no, her chest is still moving. Her face and body are matted with dried blood, but underneath her wounds have healed.
I head to the bathroom, grab a fancy towel, and spend a few minutes washing the blood off her face and chest. About halfway through, her eyes slowly open.
“Hey.” I stroke back her hair.
“Grizz? What—” her eyes flash around frantically. “What happened? Augustine—”
“He’s gone. The vampires are all gone.” For now. But I gotta move her soon, in case they come back.
“But, I thought—”
“I couldn’t leave you, Kit. I made a mistake, but I’m not going to leave you again.”
Her forehead wrinkles and I smo
