Chapter 153

• Amelia looked at the marks on his neck and raised an eyebrow, smiling. “I asked you before I bit you—how does that cover your medical costs? What responsibility do I have?”
• “I can pay for it.” Carl’s voice was a little hoarse, probably from catching a chill. When he chuckled, his breath brushed against her ear, low and thick. “After taking responsibility, it’ll be easier for you to bite next time.”
• Amelia felt a little moved, her long black hair cascading down her back, her gaze sharp. “Let me think about it.”