Slaine waited until Jasper left before whirling around to stare at Levi. “You can heal my wound?”
Levi smiled as he tied his hair up. “I can, yes. Would you like for me to heal it?”
He frowned. “You never said anything about this before.”
The purple-eyed vampire leaned in and kissed his cheek. “I’m sorry. I liked you having a wound made by me on your neck.”
“Oh.”
“I’m sorry, I should have mentioned it before, and-”
“No, I don’t have any issues with that. I’m just sad I can’t do the same for you. I tried giving you a hickey, but no matter how much I bit and sucked, one didn’t appear.” Slaine’s face was bright red when he finished his sentence.
“So, that’s what you were doing.”
Slaine didn’t reply, too embarrassed, so he nodded. “Why don’t you get dressed? I’ll feed William and then
