Sunday
Talen was gone by the time she woke, and she wondered if the legends about vampires and daylight were right. She groaned as she rolled onto her back, and grinned, dropping her forearm over her eyes. Way to make a comeback into the dating game, Aislen, she congratulated herself. A sexy daddy-bear vampire f**k buddy.
He’d been surprisingly gentle, leaving her feeling thoroughly ridden but not sore, she added as she pulled on a satin kimono-style dressing gown, that she had loved as a teenager, and made her way to the bathroom. She paused in the doorway to the bathroom, frowning, and inhaled.
“What the actual f**k?” She made her way down to the kitchen.
Heath, immaculate in a grey pinstriped suit, glanced over his shoulder as he buttered toast. “Toast?” He asked coolly. He wore a f
