I glanced around for a second before recognizing the hotel room Trey and I had checked into last night. Apparently I was getting used to life on the road, after all. I rolled over to find Trey lying next to me, still as death. I smiled at the bittersweet memory of waking up next to him in his human days. Back then, I’d have picked up on the sound of his breathing before opening my eyes, and watched in fascination as his chest would rise and fall with each involuntary breath. His hair still stood on end, that hadn’t changed. I reached up and tried to smooth it down with my fingers, giving up after the first failed attempt. I propped myself up on one elbow and studied what was left of the airbrush tattoo I’d sprayed on for him yesterday. His vampire metabolism had caused his body to absorb all but the slightest traces of it. I bent down, leaving a soft kiss on his chest. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth before his piercing blue eyes opened and found my own. “Hey beautiful,”
