Chapter Nine
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Tessa
Morning light filtersthrough the curtains in Vex’s room, my room now, technically, since mine is still frosted over and uninhabitable.The bed smells like him, cold and masculine and strangely comforting, and I lie there for a long moment staring at the ceiling, replaying yesterday in my head.
The garage.
His mouth on mine.
The way his eyes went white and I didn’t run.
The way Iwantedhim, monster and all.
A knock on the door makes me sit up, pulling the blanket around myself even though I’m fully clothed in the same sleep pants and tank top from yesterday.
“Yeah?”
The door cracks open, and Hannah peers in, a steaming mug in each hand.“Thought you might need coffee.”
I could kiss her.
She comes in, closes the door behind her with her hip, and hands me one of the mugs.The coffee is perfect, cream and two sugars, exactly how I like it.I take a sip and groan.
“You’re a lifesaver.”
“I know.”Hannah sits on the edge of the bed, studying me with those sharp eyes that see too much.“So.The garage.Want to talk about it?”
Heat floods my cheeks.“Not really.”
“Fair enough.”She grins.“But for what it’s worth, I think it’s good.You two have been dancing around each other for months.It’s about time something gave.”
“Hannah—”
“I’m just saying.”She holds up her hands.“You could do a lot worse than Vex.He’s loyal, protective, and he looks at you like you hung the moon.Plus, the whole brooding vampire thing is kind of hot.”
I choke on my coffee.“Did you really just say that?”
“What?It’s true.”She laughs, then sobers.“But seriously, Tessa.Are you okay?After the attack, the mark, all of it?”
