Have you resolved anything? I asked pointedly.
Neither do I. Am I forcing you to do anything? Peter looked at me, letting his brilliant emerald eyes pierce through me. They still dazzled me, if not the same way they once did, but maybe in my hunger, they hit me even more. Everything about him just seemed so much more enticing.No, but… I don’t know. I shook my head and turned away from him, returning to pacing his room again. He leaned against one of the posts on his bed and crossed his arms over his chest.
Why don’t you just eat something instead of pestering me? he asked.No, no, I can’t, I waved away the idea. I’m fine anyway.Very convincing, Peter sighed. Is that what you’re doing here? Trying to distract yourself from eating? You’re probably fantasizing about ripping into your brother’s little boy toy, aren’t you?
Don’t be disgusting! I scoffed, but he was really close to the truth, and I blushed a little.It’s not disgusting. It’s a fact of life. He narrowed his eyes at me as something occurred to him. You haven’t bitten anyone yet, have you? You’re still a virgin to the vampire ways?
I’m virgin in every way, I muttered under my breath before I could catch myself.
What was that? Peter asked, his eyes widening.I don’t know. I wanted to pull myself away, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that if I looked away, something would happen. As if the lake somehow had it in for Milo, and it was just waiting to finish the job when I wasn’t paying attention.
You know what? That’s not good enough. Before I could protest, Mae looped her arm through mine and pulled me away from the glass. Come on. That’s more than enough for one night.Mae. I actually tried to free myself from her. While her grip felt friendly and gentle, it was really a death grip. Any amount of tugging and pulling I did would do little more than bruise me. I just feel better if I’m watching.
I know that, love, but it’s not accomplishing anything. Honest.She led me into the living room. It was dimly lit with several candles and a lamp, but my eyes had been so accustomed with darkness that it almost hurt to look around. Everything smelled of lilacs and lilies, courtesy of the candles, and I breathed in.