"Shouldn't you be afraid that I'll kill you if I get too good at this?" I asked.
He threw back his head and laughed. "The night's not over yet, Slayer."
"This is just..." I broke away from him and searched the living room for answers to all my questions. "So weird. You should be afraid of me. I shouldn't have trouble killing vampires or demons or turning down the devil's marriage proposal. I'm the slayer. I was chosen to be a badass, and I'm inside a vampire nest with vampires who..." Light me on fire, I wanted to say. In a good, let's-all-strut-around-naked kind of way.
"Belle?"
"What?"
"All things considered, you're doing very well with no one helping you after all this time. Plus..." He took the bottom hem of my Spongebob T-shirt and rubbed the fabric between his thumb and for
