Chapter 15

Wes standing so close to her gave her flashbacks of when they were in his room in the palace. She could smell his musky perfume and felt the air around her shift. He had this effect on her that she couldn’t explain, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to understand. He was basically a stranger. And not to mention, a vampire. He was dangerous. She should run but she wouldn’t get far before he catches up to her. Maybe she can outwit him and play the game.

"Do I look like I have a 'for sale' sign on my forehead?" Willow asked rhetorically.

"No."

"Then I am not something you can have."

Wes briefly closed his eyes before stepping out of her personal space.

"I merely want to talk," he said, resuming his position on the couch.

Talking seemed harmless. She had an inkling that he wanted something from her. And if she played her cards right, this might be beneficial for her too. Willow took up her seat too. The background music became less audible.

She took a sip of Zack's unfinished drink and said,