He's not been a deep sleeper for some years now, and he's usually - most of the time - well aware of where he's going to wake up, and who with. Perhaps it's not his bedroom; perhaps its Bella's, or perhaps it's Rodolphus', but he always knows.
So there's already a couple of things off when he opens his eyes after what feels like a deep, hard sleep. He doesn't recognize the canopy overhead. Then someone shifts on the bed next to him, with a slight, feminine sigh, and he turns his head. Somehow he's not as surprised as he ought to be.
it's happening. he's not ready.
So there's already a couple of things off when he opens his eyes after what feels like a deep, hard sleep. He doesn't recognize the canopy overhead. Then someone shifts on the bed next to him, with a slight, feminine sigh, and he turns his head. Somehow he's not as surprised as he ought to be.
"Petia."