The fairy floss chain felt as thin as a thread of silk between my fingers as I watched the charm spin in slow circles, the amethyst chips glinting in the dim light in my room. A breeze fluttered through the room, slipping under the covers and sliding up my body like a cool, caressing hand. I closed my eyes and squirmed into the bed, enjoying the sensation.When I opened my eyes again, I could see the dark shadow of Andre the vampire in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame, his arms crossed over his chest, one foot up, braced against the frame. He stood in that exact same pose when we first met and he knew it always made me smile.“That’s a pretty little trinket,” he said by way of greeting.“Yes, it is,” I agreed before rolling to my side, the covers twisting around me as I leaned to drop the necklace on my bedside table. When I rolled back, Andre was already on the bed, looming over me. I gasped in surprise and then laughed; taking an elf by surprise is difficult, but if any creature can do it, it is a vampire.
