Evelyn giggled before appearing right before her. Clara only saw a blur, but she felt the cool peck against her cheek, which put a smile on her face.
“Merci,” Evelyn said. “Clara has barely been coherent since the incident. It’s just… been… me…”
“I can’t imagine what you went through,” Clara said. “A question remains…”
“How do you get back to your love?”
“I’m more curious to see how I can get her to skip laundry day…”
Evelyn’s jaw dropped and she froze in place. The vampire’s heart kept beating strong and true, and did not waver even as a pillow whizzed by Clara’s head.
“Putain!” Evelyn swore.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.