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Brian's POV

Disgusting.

One word that could describe Theressa's behavior. Why was she so wild? I regretted joining their party. How could I have ended up in the middle of this chaos?

My heart burned as I watched this person passionately making out with her lover. I shouldn't have had to do this, but the heart couldn't lie. I really wanted to grip Theressa's throat and suck her blood so she couldn't engage in such wild behavior with Dylan anymore.

"Brian, aren't you interested in making out with Ashley? She's been eyeing you so lustfully!" Sam quipped with a laugh.

I just gave a crooked smile while continuing to chop parsley. Ah, you should know that even though I'm a peculiar vampire, I'm quite skilled at cooking, especially human food like the one they all consume.

In Romania, we only eat human food during meetings or feasts with humans. Otherwise, we consume raw meat or blood.

"Don't listen to them, Brian. I'm not that wild!" Ashley protested.

"Even if you are, it's your business, Ashley."

Instantly, Jeremy and Sam burst into laughter. When I glanced at Ashley, she seemed to blush. Strange! I had just said that coldly. Did she think I was flirting with her? Damn!

"Ugh! How was our performance?"

Theressa's loud voice rang out. The four of us turned to look behind and found Theressa hugging Dylan intimately while swaying her body back and forth.

Seriously? Were they having sex?!

"Actually, it was so hot that we couldn't even see you," Jeremy replied.

I could see Dylan's face looking pressured. Yes, I could see it clearly! Not because I liked him and assumed he felt the same way. Clearly, it was a forced expression.

"Just say you're jealous and not interested in watching our performance. After all, nothing happened except for a few kisses. Dylan is too afraid to show his aggression when he's hitting on me. Never mind! By the way, I'll join Nania and Catherine at the pool. Ashley, do you want to come or stay here with these guys to get closer to Brian?"

I still had my poker face on. Theressa was indeed a dominant girl who liked to be bossy. I glanced at Ashley; she seemed embarrassed and slightly stared at Theressa. I already knew from the start that she was interested in me. But, Theressa shouldn't have openly said it in front of me.

Even though I'm a vampire, I still understand human feelings, especially women's. But whatever. That's their business. What I wanted now was for everyone to leave and leave me alone with Dylan.

"Just go over there, let us do the cooking. According to the agreement, you should be cooking, and we should be cleaning the house," Jeremy protested.

"Isn't this our usual routine? Doing things contrary to the agreement. Come on, Ashley, let's beautify ourselves before you show your curves to that cold guy," Theressa quipped, casting a cynical glance at me.

Strange girl. Ashley immediately ran towards her while lowering her head. I'm sure Ashley must be embarrassed because of me.

"Women, if only the roles were reversed. They definitely wouldn't accept it if we suddenly changed the plan!" Jeremy grumbled.

"Brian, don't listen to Theressa's words. Just consider it all as jokes; she's always quick with her tongue. I hope you understand," Dylan's voice came between the three of us. He stood there, staring at me! Oh my! His sharp eyes and handsome face were hypnotizing me. I didn't want all of this to end just like that. I hoped Jeremy and Sam would understand and leave from here.

The turmoil inside me increased, and I really wanted to pull him close and embrace Dylan tightly.

I nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I don't care about what your girl said. For me, that's not important. I came here to make new friends, not for women. Besides, you also offered me to join your baseball team, so I have to interact with you frequently as my teacher."

"Ah! Baseball! You're right, I almost forgot! We'll start training tomorrow. I hope you'll be up before 8 am," Dylan exclaimed, his face now looking even cooler. I had already thought about how to spend time on the field later.

I was in a dilemma. Should I remain cold and show my skills blatantly, or should I pretend to be a bit naive so we could have more interactions? Ah! I couldn't wait for tomorrow.

"Just tell me what time we'll go for practice. I'll wake up two hours earlier. But I don't have any training clothes. The distance from my house to yours is quite far."

"You don't need to worry about clothes; Dylan has a lot of baseball and other types of clothes in stock. He's a campus darling, someone very fashionable!" Sam chimed in, putting his arm around my shoulder.

Dylan nodded, "Yes, that's true. Don't worry. I want us to train in the morning, at 7 am. Maybe it's better if we train at the field near my house. I don't want some backup candidates to get jealous of you. Sometimes they can be very annoying."

"How annoying can they be? What are they going to do to me?"

"Oh wow, don't be too challenging, Brian! You're a new student on our campus. Gerald and his friends are very annoying. If they find out they won't be used as substitutes, they might harm you. Even though we're friends with them, they're still a group of people to avoid," Jeremy explained.

I gave a crooked smile, "If he harms me, I'll kill him."

Suddenly, the atmosphere became silent. Dylan's eyes wandered, looking at his two friends standing beside me. I realized that my previous statement probably shocked Dylan.

"Just kidding. I'm not a psychopath," I said, quickly trying to mend the situation.

"Great. I don't want to coach a psychopath either. Well, our conversation has gone too far, from baseball to psychopaths. Whatever it is, make sure you don't oversleep, okay?" Dylan said to me. The warmth in his eyes was so heartwarming.

I wanted to give a big smile, if only I could express myself freely. But I realized I was daydreaming. In the end, I could only give a faint smile and raise my eyebrows.

Being cold to someone you like is really torturous.