Aselia's POV
I came to my room and slumped on the bed. The memories of last night hit me like a whirlwind. Why did I enjoy it so much? The tenderness and delicacy of his touches were making me question all my beliefs about vampires. I had always seen them as dubious creatures, that needed to be put down or be sent to Valiois. There was something different about him, something I can't see yet. I would keep probing until I know everything that there is to know about him.
I got up and rampaged through my cupboard. I took out a navy blue yoga shirt, black athletic pants and a pair of blue trainers. Making my way to the bathroom I changed into them and placed my clothes in the laundry basket to be taken away for washing.
My hair was still wet so I blow-dried them and neatly bound them in a ponytail. Coming out of the bathroom I switched on the large screen on the opposite side of my bed and began to skim through the channels, trying to find something interesting to watch.
