Dylan’s Point of View
“Oh my god he’s coming,” I said out loud, more to myself than to Scarlett, as I put my phone down on the floor next to me.
“I told you he’d come running,” Scarlett said to me with a smug look on her face.
“Well, I guess this means I’m going for it between Rowan and me, whatever ‘it’ is.”
“Dylan, please. Bullshit somebody else, not me. Because I know full well that you were never not going to go for it with him. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that either, I mean, let’s be honest here, you haven’t had the best luck with regular, run of the mill mortal men, you might as well give a vampire a shot.” We both started laughing.
“I can’t argue that point, but why me? Why does this magnificent being want to be with me so bad? He could literally have any woman
