"You need to lie down," Lance said, eying my pale features then walked back into the kitchen.

I shook my head. "No, I'm fine," I replied, then walked over to the kitchen counter. "Sorry. I usually have a stronger stomach than this."

Lance laughed. "You just killed a vampire. You're probably in shock." He pulled out a chair and forced me to take a seat. Then, he opened a few cabinet doors and pulled the coffee jar and filters from a shelf, then rinsed out the coffee pot ...