To Layla's disappointment, she didn't hear back from Atreus in the next couple of days after they had dinner. She had tried her best to not let it bother her that she had gotten ghosted, but that was proving to be difficult. Especially after the amazing kiss that she and Atreus had shared that night. Nonetheless, Layla went about the rest of her trip trying to enjoy her last days in Rome. While she did have an amazing time and plenty of laughs with Mia by her side, her betraying thoughts kept going back to Atreus. On their last day, the two girls were in their hotel room packing their belongings and getting ready to catch the plane back home. When Layla picked up the dress that she had worn on her date with Atreus, Layla's melancholy turned to anger. She rolled up the shimmering gown and chucked it into her suitcase with a huff. "Whoa," Mia said from across the room. "Was that a mini temper tantrum I just witnessed?" Layla continued to stuff clothes into her suitcase without sa
"Hey!" Mia called from across the food court where Layla was grabbing a cup of coffee and a muffin. "Hey you, how was your first night back?" Layla asked, still feeling fatigued from her restless sleep. "Girl, I slept like a d*mn baby," Mia bragged, as she took a sip of her coffee. "Lucky you," Layla droned. "How could you not sleep? I was straight exhausted," Mia said. The two of them started to walk through the food court and toward the elevator that would take them to the fifth floor and their first class of the day. The only class they shared together this semester was their math course. "I hardly got any sleep," Layla groaned, taking a long drink of her coffee. "It's probably the jet lag," Mia commented, waving to someone across the room."Yeah, probably," Layla murmured, thinking about the dream she had the night before. "So, what are you up to today?" Mia asked. "You doing anything fun tonight?""No, I'm all funned out," Layla said with a laugh. "I'm going to s
Layla ripped her gaze from Ryan's and scanned the crowd. But trying to find someone in the flashing lights and moving bodies wasn't going to be easy. Especially if the person she was looking for was on a different continent. "Layla?" Ryan's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Are you ok?" "Yeah, sorry," Layla said, bringing herself back to the present. She needed to shake herself out of this funk. "Do you want to go dance?" Ryan smiled brightly. "Yeah, let's do it!" he said excitedly. Layla slipped out of her chair and Ryan grabbed her hand and led her out onto the dance floor. Ryan spun Layla ceremoniously causing her to let out a giddy laugh. Then he pulled her close to him and the two of them moved as one to the music. Ryan put his hands on her hips as they rocked together in tandem to the beat. They moved like this for a few minutes before Ryan dipped her, Layla giggled as he pulled her up. At that moment, they were nose to nose and Layla could tell by the intense look in Ry
Layla opened her eyes the next morning and shot up from her pillow with a gasp. She scanned the room. Thankfully there were no uninvited guests sulking in the corners. The morning sun shone brightly through her window and had effectively scared off the shadows of the night. She looked at the clock and realized that she had slept in until ten. Her first class was in thirty minutes and at that moment, Layla knew that she wasn't going to make it on time. With a groan, Layla crawled to the foot of the bed and reached down to grab her cell phone out of her pants pocket from the night before. Phone in hand, Layla crawled back under the covers and unlocked her phone. Of course, there was a text from Mia, wondering how her night with Ryan had gone. To her disappointment, there was no text from Ryan, which gave Layla a pang of guilt. Layla opened a text message to Mia.Layla: I need an emergency latte :P I'm going to take the day off. Mia: Uh-oh… what happened?Layla: I'll tell you
After skipping class the day before, Layla decided she needed to spend the next day studying for her finals, which were only a couple of weeks away. Layla left her apartment and decided to walk to the library. It was across campus, but she needed an excuse to get out of her funk and walk off some of the pent-up energy that had been building since her date night with Ryan. She and Ryan left their lunch date on good terms the day before after Layla reassured him that nothing bad was going to happen to her regarding Atreus. So far that had been the truth. Layla hadn't seen or heard from Atreus since that night. If it wasn't for Ryan witnessing him alongside her, she was prone to think that she had imagined Atreus crashing her date. So, why was it that Atreus' absence disappointed her? Instead of relief, she felt an emptiness. Alongside those feelings, she felt angry. First, at herself for pining after some stranger as she had been, and second at Atreus for causing the emotionally tr
Over the course of a week, Layla had spent the entire time studying for finals. Mia had come over a few times to join her and Layla had grounded her from bringing any alcohol of any kind. Mia only argued once before giving in to the pressure of her own studies. Throughout that entire week, Layla had not seen or heard from Atreus. Periodically, she would stop in the midst of her work and think about him and the last time she'd seen him. He must have taken what Layla said to heart and moved on. While this was disappointing, it was probably for the best. She needed to get back to her regular life and let go of all the conflicting thoughts that seemed to be attached to Atreus. Layla was currently at her desk finishing an essay for her history class. As soon as she typed the last paragraph, she stretched and let out a loud sigh. If she did one more minute of studying she was going to explode. Standing from her desk, she made her way into the kitchen to grab a snack and a soda. Makin
"Looks like you found me again," Layla said, turning towards the looming figure in the corner. Atreus watched her with his predatorial amber eyes. "I was beginning to think that I had just made you up," she commented, walking towards him with a slight sway in her steps. "In fact, you could just be a figment of my imagination right now." Atreus approached her and stopped an arm's length away. "Your drunk," he stated in his deep voice. "Yeah, I am," Layla confirmed putting her hands on her hips. "And you're a vampire." A flash of surprise lit his eyes as he watched her, then a smirk lifted his lips. "I am," he said, lifting his hands up and brushing her hair from her shoulder. "What gave me away?" Layla let out an unladylike snort. "What didn't give you away? You keep popping up out of nowhere. You eat raw meat. I've never seen you in the daytime. The list goes on…" Layla turned away from him and went to take a step toward the bed when her equilibrium failed her and she
Throughout the day Layla was following Mia through the cruise ship like a zombie, still trying to process what had just been confirmed by Atreus' presence here. She felt like she was in some kind of movie with all that had been happening; this kind of stuff didn't happen to people like her. The question that kept repeating in her mind was why? Why her? "So I was thinking that we should check out the shows tonight," Emma suggested, before taking a bite of her meal. The sun had already sunk behind the horizon as night fell across the ocean while the four girls were eating. "Sure," Mia said happily, "that sounds fun!" Layla was only half listening to the conversation as she stared down at her plate that she'd hardly touched. Her thoughts were on Atreus. She was imagining Atreus' pearly skin, his full lips curled up in a smirk. The way he looked at her as if she were the only girl in the room. The cool touch of his skin. And those amber eyes that glowed with desire and hunger.