I might not have been able to read his mind like he could mine, but I knew he was going to answer the damn door. The way he stopped and the amount of anger radiating from him made it more than obvious. He buried his head in my stomach and I felt the vibrations from him groaning into it. If I hadn’t been so pissed off, I might have laughed.
“Sorry, blood sucker. Get dressed and don’t forget to cover your shoulder.” He laid a final kiss on my stomach before he jumped from the bed and headed straight up the stairs. He didn’t even bother putting more clothes on before he went. I was much less graceful leaving the bed and grabbed my clothes from the floor, hitching up my leggings as I went. I slung the top over my shoulder while I fastened my bra up and headed over to my bags. I was quite imp
