Well, I Guess I Can Wait Two

What Hope Is There?" I Asked. "if Even Angels Fall, What Hope Is There For The Rest Of Us?

Even When I Was Dizzy With Vodka, That Smile Never Failed To Make My Heart Speed Up.

Happy Birthday." Adrian Came To A Sudden Halt. The Words Were Soft And Small, Spoken Tentatively, But Easily Discerned By Vampire Ears. Slowly, He Turned Around And Found Jill Mastrano Standing Shyly Before Him.

I Figured I Could Read More Than Five Pages Tonight Since I'd Been Deprived For The Last Couple Of Days. When I Finished The Fifteenth, I Discovered I Was Three Pages From The Next Chapter. Might As Well End With A Clean Break. After I Was Done, I Sighed And Leaned Back, Feeling Decadent And Spent. Pure Bliss. Books Were A Lot Less Messy Than Orgasms.

Adrian Gave Me A Look That Said I Was Wasting His Time. "because Jet Sounds Badass.