Fourteen
Watt set a mug down next to me. "Drink. You've gone too long without."
"Oh, oops."
"What would you do without us?" he joked, though I wasn't foolish enough to miss the hint of concern in his voice.
I picked up the mug and took a big swig. The blood slid down my throat with ease, refreshing me within moments. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," he assured me. "Now, what else needs doing? I only have an hour before I should get home but..."
"Why don't you stay here?" I blurted.
Watt stared at me, as surprised by my outburst as I was.
"If you want me to," he said softly. "But if you're not ready..."
I gulped. Was I ready? That was an excellent question. A part of me wasn't convinced I'd ever be ready for the complications that made up my relationship. But that didn't mean I should s
