One hot day between spring and summer, Serena was resting happily against Xander. Even with his body temperature rising nearly to the temperature of the room, he was still cooler than a human, making him a perfectly cozy cuddling companion. For once, Serena wasn't angsting about their sex life and was merely nestled up against him as they read a book together. She really could be peaceful and sweet, and she did long to dote on him, to spoil him with blood and sex, but for now, this would do.
Nathaniel is such a know-it-all jerk. Maybe he's good with business and numbers, but he wouldn't know social grace if it danced the Tarantella under his nose. I don't know what poor George sees in him or why everyone else puts up with him. Trent says he's good in bed, but if I had a dollar for every bozo I dumped who had nothing but bedroom skills to offer, I could buy Trent out of his own farm. Seriously, this is the guy Trent asked Rebecca for a threesome with? I know Trent can have blind spots, but damn ! Nathaniel also lacks common sense. We all saw the way Xander reacted when Maze was toying with him about his mate. Then Nathaniel goes and says it's not worth trying to rescue her. Maze can hold her own, but is Nathaniel trying to get himself killed? He also doesn't seem to understand that someone who's known Serena since childhood knows her better than someone who's only known her a year or two, and Trent's right, she's not a runner. The...
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