Aria
It has been thirteen and a half hours since Harvey took me to unimaginable heights of pleasure. Yes, I am counting. Never in my wildest dreams could I imagine this amount of euphoria. I never left cloud nine since I got out of his bed, and I am counting the minutes to seeing him again.
I am painfully aware of this ridiculous smile that is plastered on my face. It just does not want to go away, and I do not want it to, either. I am in such a good mood; I was even happy to see Sara. She did not even annoy me this morning.
I smile and greet the vampires as I make my way through Bonheur to the gym. But my good mood evaporates and my smile falters when I see Harry and not Harvey.
“Good morning,” he smiles politely as he walks toward me. “I don’t know about you but I’m eager to train. I
