Chapter 171 Protection

• A week after our discussion at my apartment, I sat on Andrew’s lap in his home office as he read reports about the latest vampiric attacks. I tried to not look at the computer screen, worried that images of the victims might trigger one of my attacks. Fortunately, the Newton’s cradle on Andrew’s desk served as a decent distraction.
• Andrew’s arm snaked around my waist. I leaned back against his torso and closed my eyes, enjoying the peace of this moment. His lips found my neck and pressed gently against my jugular vein.
• “Thank you for spending the day with me,” he whispered into my skin.