Stella
Bubbles of joy fill my chest, and my response to Evan is to smile. He is probably not my mate, but does it matter? I wish to tell him I like him too, even though I suspect he already knows.
Every touch is electric, and this gorgeous, beautiful vampire seems to listen to what I'm not saying.
He listens to my heart.
And he is kind, at least to me.
"Why are you laughing to yourself?" Evan asks.
I suck in a deep breath. "Because I'm nervous."
His lips curl further. "And why are you nervous?"
Our eyes meet, and I blush, fighting the urge to throw my arms around Evan's muscular neck. I like that he is big, and love the size difference between us, especially when he picks me up.
Evan is sexy.
I lean closer.
Wanting.
Needing.
Yearning to kiss and hold him.
His lips tilt into a
