Joy nearly pulled back in shock, looking around frantically.
Was Carmela here? Had she seen everything?
But to her surprise, no one appeared.
Joy looked at Cassius in confusion.
"Cassius, what are you talking about? Carmela should have gone to the festival with the others. How could she be here?"
Cassius just shook his head.
"She's most definitely here. She's just a little shy."
A smirk played on his lips as he said,
"But as long as we put out some bait, she'll come out herself."
He raised his voice slightly.
"If you don't come out right now, I'll tell Joy what you said and did a couple of nights ago."
The air vibrated almost imperceptibly.
Cassius continued.
"I'll tell her about how you told me that night that rather than drinking the blood from my neck, you prefer to drink the blood running through my co—"
A gust of wind.
Before Cassius could finish his sentence, a pair of beautiful, slender brown hands clamped over his mouth.
