Chapter 20

• That late evening I had the shock of my life when I went up to my room, and saw Vaughan sitting on my bed, waiting.
• Stood at the door, I took a moment to look at him. He wore a casual white shirt over dark jeans. The material of his shirt stretched over his wide chest, his hot jeans hugging his strong calves. While I ogled him, I failed to note that his eyes were turning an angry yellow.
• When I did, he'd invaded my personal space, suddenly grabbing my arm in a bruising grip.