“I’m doing fine.”
There was a blur, and Idris was pressed against the side of the truck. He could feel her pressed against him as she trailed her lips along his neck. Goose bumps popped up along his skin, and Vivica smiled.
“Oh, I just missed you. I know you’re not doing well. I heard about your Exsul status.”
“I’m not Exsul yet.”
“Oh, but you will be.” She tilted her face so that her eyes stared into his and pressed herself tighter against him. “I know you still feel our connection, Idris. Even though you’re f*****g that bookshop girl.”
Idris tried to move away but Vivica’s grip was like iron. “We have no connection, Vivica. Whatever we had was sick and disgusting. Whatever you had with Lucian was sick and disgusting. Why don’t you get off of me and go find the vampire you made and f
