I decided that midnight blue would be a more appropriate color for the vampire club, somber but still with silver sparkling thread woven throughout the long dress in intricate patterns. The gown hugged my curves, hung off one shoulder, and had a long slit up the left leg. With my hair piled atop my head and sapphires in my ears and at my throat, I felt ready to slay anything, even a soul-eater.
Lawrence wore his black slacks with a matching jacket that had been tailored to show off his broad shoulders and trim waist. Underneath it, he wore a dark gray shirt and no tie.
"Gargoyle colors?" I teased.
He didn't grin back. "Are you ready?"
"Yes." I pouted, although I didn't like pouting. But there had been a flare of interest in his eyes when he'd first seen me, so I knew I still attracted
