31. The Lion’s Den

Demetrius

The way her scent lingers in my bed has me going back to it in repetition. My sheets haven’t been washed for that very reason. If only I could bottle that scent of hers up and keep it with me at all times.

Xenia… Yes. It sounds like something exotic and intriguing, just like her.

Was she the only thing that crossed my mind? Basically.

After she ran out of my room like she was being chased, Yuno and Hendrix bombarded me with questions.

“So Mr. ‘I don’t do humans,’ is in fact doing a human?” Yuno smirks as if he was the cleverest vampire of all and that grates my nerves. I don’t recall specifically saying I didn’t do humans, because there were times they would satisfy my needs, but that was it. So, I suppose his inference wasn’t completely off base. Still, his conjecture is unnecessary.

“Yeah. I can’t say I’m too surprised to see her here after the show you put on last night,” Hendrix adds making my annoyance grow.

“Oh, and what show would that be?” I ask crossing