A Hidden Fire (Elemental Mysteries, #1)

by Elizabeth Hunter

probably wanted to drink her blood more than he wanted to cuddle, was the textbook definition of unhealthy.

love is friendship. Just with less clothes, which makes it far more brilliant.”

A boy from Beatrice's art history class had taken her to dinner the weekend before, and she had enjoyed it. His name was Jeff, and he was polite and funny. She even laughed a little when he related stories about the drama in the office where he was interning and would probably work in the fall. He took her back to her grandmother’s house and gave her a really nice kiss. She had absolutely no desire to see him again.