Regardless, from that point on, if the coffee shop was open when Brennan was heading over, he got coffee for both of them.
BRENNAN’S JOURNAL, THE BACK PAGE
COLE
These little tidbits of knowledge about him keep leaking out everywhere when I’m trying to work on vampire stuff and I don’t know what to do with them, so they will go here.
Snobby about coffee—favorite place is Stino’s on campus.
Skateboarded in high school. For some reason, this really fits him. Him wearing a beanie and carrying a skateboard everywhere he went.God.
Snorts when he laughs, if he laughs hard enough.It’s cute.
Not good relationship with parents? Uncertain.
Knows library janitors by name. He smokes with them sometimes.
BRENNAN’S PHONE
Dr. Mom
I saw you have a B in your Social Theory class. Is everything okay?
Brennan
I’m fine.
Brennan
You can ask me questions about it if you want
Cole
oh you mean like
an interview
with a vampire?????
Brennan
That was awful but I respect that you saw an opportunity and took it.
They were sitting somewhere in the stacks, shelving cart forgotten a few feet away, when Cole finally took him up on it.
They sat on the floor opposite each other across the aisle, their backs against the bookshelves, the books that had originally distracted them spread open on the floor. Brennan had to remind himself that Cole was like this with everyone, the fierce undivided attention. Brennan just wasn’t used to it, was all, which was why his gaze made him feel warm.
“You’re sure you don’t have any telepathy?” Cole asked, narrowing his eyes at Brennan in faux suspicion.
Brennan leaned his head back against the bookshelf and peered through his lashes at Cole, trying to force his thoughts to become clear.
“Nah,” Brennan said. “Unfortunately not.”
Cole made a disappointed little sound and played with a fidget cube. That was another thing Brennan was learning about Cole—he always had something to do with his hands, and often an extra fidget toy to offer to Brennan if ever he wanted.
“Can you turn into a bat?” Cole asked, thengiggled.
“Can I—” Brennan startled out a laugh. “Can I turn into abat?”
