He quirked an eyebrow at me as I stared up at him and licked my lips. My mouth was draw and I felt that heat from back in the forest rushing through me. His eyes started to fill with moonlight, though he didn’t move.
Then, I thought of Sibyl and pulled back. I didn’t know what to do with myself or what to say. I wanted to ask about the vampire, about his father, about the woman in the photo too, but I couldn’t manage the words.
“Are you okay?”
My lips twitched. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
I reached for the glass, letting our hands brush against each other. I felt the zing of attraction shoot through me as I pulled the milk towards me. I lifted the glass to my mouth and started to drink. He never took his eyes off me. The moonlight in his eyes didn’t fade as he watched me.
When the glass w
