With Stefan's unbuttoned shirt billowing out to display the perfection of his smooth, wide chest and the unusual tattoo of a dragon that gleamed with an odd metallic sheen, he was much too attractive.
Gripes aside, it was probably for the best that he wasn't on the bed with her anymore.
It was difficult to have relationships when you were always worried about harming them. Or, at the very least, demonstrating that you weren't completely normal.
It usually didn't disturb her. She made her life interesting enough that she didn't need someone else to give it significance. But there were moments when she was near a man, and his aroma and touch reminded her of what she was missing.
"Why did you kidnap me?' Amelia demanded.
Stefan gave a lift of his shoulder. "I must know what Sebastian wan
