The party

Nina was soaking in the tub, a headphone to her ears and her eyes closed. She had her head leaned backwards, resting against the edge of the tub, her body covered in lather.

Ezra walked in, his footsteps silent, so that she would not notice him. Thankfully, he had learnt to move soundlessly, and Nina's werewolf senses were poor. He crouched down when he got to the side of the tub.

He suddenly caught one of her thighs, making her scream in shock. She opened her eyes to see that it was him, and she sighed. She then took off her ear phone.

"What are you doing? When did you even get here?" She asked, startled. She then frowned. "I thought you weren't coming."

He leaned in, his face close to hers. "I didn't want you to feel too lonely." He whispered, his lips almost brushing against hers. She thought he would kiss her, but he didn't. He was just bothering her with his heat. She reached to take his lips, but he moved away, frustrating her. "I came here to help you bath." He whispered again,