CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
AVA’S POV
He is very intimidating and a part of me was convinced he knew it-no, flexed it. Its like he enjoyed the fear he caused in people. Only someone that sick would want a feeling like that. My throat felt dry, my shaky hands holding onto Kyle’s bicep, which thinking about it now, makes my hands itch to caress it. He was gay and maybe wouldn’t feel a thing if I touched him. I could tell he was tensed and angry at the same time as he gazed at the slightly taller man dressed in suit. In a way, he kind of reminded me of Elijah from the originals with his clean-cut look, expensive suits even in the night and well, that vampire guys literally murdered people. He was hot though; like I would have stripped down for him, done the nastiest if I didn’t know he was a freaking
