As they stopped at the crosswalk, Vlad glanced over at Christy and felt his heart pull in his chest. She was sleeping soundly, as if they last few hours had never happened. When she came stumbling back to the car, he felt a fear like he’d never felt before, but now here she was, safe and sound, and sleeping like she didn’t have a care in the world. A car honked behind him, pulling him from his study of Christy as he pulled into traffic.
“What’s going on?” Her sleep-slurred voice stirred something inside of him, and it confused and infuriated him.
“Nothing. We’re almost back.” None of the conflicting emotions sounded in his voice.
“Oh.” She glanced absently around before those fascinating, midnight blue eyes landed back on him, delivering a one-two punch.
“Can we talk about what was bot
