I listened as Vincent ran the bath, and I swallowed, a blush rising on my cheeks. I couldn't imagine him helping me out, but it was also weird that I felt rather embarrassed. I had, after all, being with him once. I don't think it should make any difference right now. He suddenly emerged from the bathroom, and I lay back, closing my eyes for absolutely no reason at all.
"Are you done?" He asked, obviously not buying my attempt at faking death.
I sat up, then bit down on my lips. "I can handle this myself, Vincent."
He looked at me, then collected the half empty plate from me. "Alright. The bath is already set."
I honestly need to see the pack's seer, because why did I immediately feel disappointed?
I nodded slowly. "Thank you. I will be back really quickly."
He nodded again, then he
