One Vampire, One Werewolf, One Forbidden Love, P.34

I rode home in silence thinking about what had happened at the library. Dylan’s perfect features, the way his face looked as he watched me talk, he really hadn’t said much and I hadn’t thought to pry, now I just stupid because he knew everything about me and I knew nothing about him. His pale skin and dark hair had looked beautiful in the moonlight, my thoughts kept straying back to the memories that haunted my sleep, the ones I tried to avoid. The pain was almost unbearable.

I pulled into the driveway, the porch lights were still on. For the first time I noticed the clock, 11:00 pm, he’s gonna kill me! Was my only thought, I was an hour late and he was going to flip especially since I was already in trouble. My father strode out of the house, body shaking with anger, hands fists at his sides.

I jumped out of my car, my father immeadiately opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off before he could get a word out. “I’m sorry dad I was studdying, wasn’t watching the clock please forgive me.”

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