Stella
My chest is constricting. I can't explain why, but my heart hurts for Evan while we eat our food. A wiser werewolf would probably not be letting herself fall for the vampire bring, but...
He glances up, and that dimple pop on his cheek when he catches me watching him, and it's all game over.
"What are you thinking about?"
I couldn't be any tenser. "That I love..." I clear my throat, blushing because the last word is a bit awkward to say. "Pasta."
"Have you never had it before?"
"No," I breathe a laugh at that question. "Ashley's family doesn't exactly spoil me when it comes to food."
"But they are letting you eat?"
"Yeah, but like..."
Evan stares intently at me, waiting for me to continue. The sheer worry on his face makes me feel silly for complaining. Some people are star
