Pancakes and Possessive Kisses

Sydney's killer body clad in all black leather garb and a black faux coat, leaned into the desk where Conan was seated behind, a perplexed look on his face.

"The case has been transferred to the vampire force", Sydney said slowly and I watched, transfixed as Conan nodded after her, my eyes going wide and in awe of the power a vampire holds.

"Good, we're clear", Sydney said chirpily, standing up straight as she beamed down at me, her silver eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Woah", Sacha exclaimed, her words somehow snapping me out of my reverie as I realized that she was still there with me and that I was still holding her hand.

"And who's this?", Sydney smiled, perching atop Conan's desk. My eyes went to his before returning back to hers, my eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

"He can't see me", Sydney explained. "He can't see us", she corrected, raising her hand and grabbing at something in the air.

My eyes widened as her hand came up to my face, clutching something.

She opened up her