CHAPTER 12 :

Wow, it's 10:52 am already. I need to eat. I quickly open up my suitcase and pull out a blood bag and pour the blood in a glass. Good, Lucas is in the bathroom. He ain't seeing the blood bag. So, I quickly dispose of the empty bag in the trash bin.

I start sipping from my glass as Lucas exits from the bathroom.

"That isn't wine, Godfrey." He hisses as he snatches the glass away from my hand.

Oh no! Fuck! Give that back to me! Crap.

My eyes widen in horror as I pale. My scalp prickles with fear about what might happen next if he finds out that's blood in the glass. He eyes the glass suspiciously and smells it.

Double crap. I'm screwed. Now he'll run.

He analyses the drink and gives the glass back to me. Sweet Jesus, thank you.

"That isn't wine. It smells metallic." His voice is chillingly quiet.

"Yeah, it isn't. It's just some special formulated drink. I'm afraid, my doctor prescribes it." I lie. I sound pretty convincing. Maybe, I'll get away with this.

He narrows his eyes but doesn't dig in the matter. Good.

I finish the rest of my drink as the blood flows down my throat. It's so soothing. Now, I'm not hungry anymore. Oh, Lucas must be hungry. He hasn't eaten anything. I won't let him starve, obviously.

I order a glass of red wine and a sumptuous egg and chicken salad. The room service is pretty quick, and a staff comes in with the food as he places it on the table and leaves. Lucas licks his lips. Good, he's hungry. I hate wasting food. He takes the dish and digs into the food, as he puts fork fulls of the food inside his mouth.

"You wonf eaf? I'm eafing all by mythelf." He says, with a mouthful of chicken salad.

"Nope, not hungry. Don't talk while you're eating, I don't want you to choke." I answer. He's so cute when he's eating. He looks so beautiful, so sensational. He pops a lettuce leaf inside his mouth, as he licks his lips.

What the fuck— I shift uncomfortably in my couch. My body's reaction is irritating. It makes me feel like, I'm some kind of teenager who has a problem controlling his bubbling hormones.

He puts the fork down and places the plate of the table as he gulps down the wine all at once. Woah. He goes back to the bathroom and probably is washing his face. Uh, enhanced hearing abilities, thanks to them. He comes out, shortly after and closes the door behind him.

"Lucas, we can go out for a brief tour of the city and have dinner outside." I peer to look up at him.

"I'd love that. I would like to take a nap. You?" He smiles.

"Yeah, I'll take a nap as well." He climbs in the bed and so do I. He flinches and moves to face me. I don't say a word. He soon falls asleep, with him still facing me. I'm not sleepy. The only reason why I agreed to take a nap with him is because, I wanted to watch him sleep.

I have never lied on the same bed with someone unless I've had sex with them. It's a first.

While he's still asleep, he shifts closer to me and inhales the smell of my shirt.

Is he attracted to my smell just like I am to his? The thought is extremely arousing. And, the next thing I know that he's mumbling something in his sleep. Well, for normal humans that would be indecipherable. But, being a vampire has it's perks.

"Damian…you know…I do trust you." I am stunned. Wow, he says he trusts me. I don't know if he really does, but he's said that in his sleep. I smile.

But you shouldn't, baby. I'm dangerous. I shouldn't have brought him up here. I don't trust myself.

Godfrey, get a grip.

I decide to just stare at him. His beautiful hair is ruffled and unkempt. His jawline is sharp and defined. And his lips are plump and are a colour of bright cherries. He darts his tongue out and licks his lips.

Woah, what can I do to that mouth? He clutches my shirt and rests his head on my chest. Damn, I can lie like this forever.