Chapter 11
- We sat there for a few moments, just looking at each other. I don’t know what he was trying to see, but I knew I was trying to see if he looked like something other than a large, quite good-looking man. “Today when I refused the blood thing, what were you trying to do in my head?”
- He cleared his throat, “persuade you otherwise.”
- I raised an eyebrow at him, “and you were hoping to do that how?”