Seven
The water came to a boil faster than I wanted it to. Going back to the room with two male vampires pretending to get along. Or maybe they actually were and next weekend I wouldn't be able to get a date at all because they'll be hanging out on the golfing green with Watson.
A growl escaped at the thought of him.
Mika flinched.
"I'm sorry," I said instantly, actually meaning it. "I didn't mean to scare you." And actually, it shouldn't have done. As a blood slave, she should have the training to deal with angry vampires without making a fuss. I could name one or two of them that wouldn't be impressed with this kind of response.
"You didn't. I just burned myself."
I frowned. She might be standing by the oven, but it wasn't switched on. I let it slide. This was her first week doing
