Katelina expected Jorick to make excuses, to deny what he was, even. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders, his brow furrowed. "Does it matter if I'm a vampire?"

Her mouth dropped open in disbelief. "Of course it matters! Do you think I would've come with you if I'd known? That I'd have been thinking..." She cut herself off before she could finish the sentence and say... what? Say that she'd been thinking he was attractive? Or that she'd been thinking that she needed him and had ...