Luke ran his fingers though her hair and they both let out a soft sigh.

Johanna snuggled more into his chest, her fingertips gently stroking his shoulder. "Remind me why you have to go again," she murmured, tickling his skin with her lips.

He chuckled. "Because, my dear, sweet sunflower, you're a vampire now, and The Council likes to keep track of newly turned vampires."

She hummed. "That sounds like something that could be easily taken care of with a phone call." ...