Page 73 of Vampires and Violas

Big and trim and toned and…

Where do I sign up to be a vampire?

No.

Bad.

Stop.

“How about I go first?” Noah wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me into him so my back is tucked against his chest. He moves his mouth to my ear, softly running his bottom lip over my skin.

“Go first at what?” I breathe, my head fuzzy with the feel of him.

“Your smile is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he says. “It guts me.”

“You can’t start with mysmile,” I laugh. “You’re supposed to say my legs or something, so I can roll my eyes and walk away. You’re playing dirty.”

“Your laugh is sexy.” He nuzzles my earlobe. “The way your breath quickens when I’m touching you—that’s sexy, too.”

“Noah…”

“The way you look in your gardening shorts, with dirt smudged on your skin and your ponytail all windblown.”

“Now, just stop—that’s not attractive at all.”

He presses a kiss to my neck. “Yes, it is. It flusters me every time.”

My resolve is like a dandelion, gone to seed, blowing away in the wind.

“Are you flirting or seducing this time?” I ask, my legs growing weak.

Noah turns me, sliding his hand to my back, pulling me flush against him. His amber eyes meet mine, forbidden honey. “Which do you want?”

Air whooshes from my lungs, and my knees get a little wobbly.

Okay, so this whole time, I’ve been consumed withvampirethings. But there are some very human things to consider as well.

“I…I’m…” I swallow. “Waiting?”

Noah lifts his eyebrows, startled. “Was that a question?”

“No. It’s more of a fact.”

“You’re twenty-eight.”

I clear my throat. “Correct.”

“You had a serious boyfriend.”

I cringe, not wanting Kevin to enter this conversation. “Also correct.”

“But you never…”

“No.”

“By choice?”

“I mean,yes.”

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