Page 65 of Even Vampires Bleed (Even Ever After #2)

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T he silence on our way to the house is pregnant. Neither Léandre nor I can break it.

It feels like everything has been said.

Nothing is going to happen between us, and we both know it.

The tension is still here, but I can’t be bothered by it. Not after what happened tonight.

I shiver from the cold, and rain drenches my clothes. Still, I’m not complaining.

When we arrive at the house, Léandre lets me use the shower first and then he takes a quick shower, too, before we part ways, me in the bedroom and him in the living room.

I know the couch isn’t comfortable for him, but he made a valid point when he told me I needed all my strength for the flight back to Notre Dame.

What I’m not telling him is that I’m not going back to Notre Dame.

I have another plan—one that hopefully will prevent him living his life in this faraday cage that is the property we’ve been living in for the past days.

Hopefully, it will save him.

But I can’t tell him that now, or he might want to stop me.

He might leave the safety of this place just to keep me safe.

And then who will save him ?

No. I’m not telling him.

I’m not telling him that I’m going on a suicide mission to kill the assholes who have taken his life hostage.

He will know soon enough, anyway.

But first I have one stop to make before I go all in on this thing.

First, I have a date with a lovely redhead mechanic.