I end up in Virgil's shirt, for some reason that is still unknown to me and I'm trying to not freak out at how it keeps slipping over one shoulder and showing off the hickies on my neck.
"Can't I just wear a different shirt, since you don't like the one I had on befo…" My eyes widen when he claims my lips again and I narrow my eyes, not responding to the kiss.
He's been doing that an awful lot to derail my questioning as a matter of fact he didn't even tell me anything about the unnaturally huge wolf I had seen in the woods, asking about that just keep turning into make-out sessions.
I break off, hearing a distinct sound from down the stairs. "They're back."
He looks at me with cool calculating eyes but I'm just as determined to find out the truth, he had worn a new shirt from one of his stashes in my wardrobe and I grab on his arm to pull him outside my room.
