Elena's POV
Adrenaline rushed through me like a warm fuzzy feeling and the soft glow of the sun made me feel giddy and share in the excitement so without asking twice, I ran towards him and saw that he had pulled out a car from the garage. I hopped in immediately he opened the passenger's door for me and loud music blasted from the stereo when we drove out of the Quarter.
"There are some blood bags in the pigeon hole, have some and feed." He said with utmost concentration and refused to break eye contact from the road. His jean jacket went in the direction of the mild breeze and the sleeves were rolled up to elbow level to reveal his muscles each time they flexed. His brown hair remained tousled and it covered a part of his face. He looked like a spy sent out on a mission. A gorgeo
