Seamus woke with Lulu sleeping soundly in his arms. Her breathing was soft and steady, her pink hair spread across the pillow and partly over his chest.
The room still smelled heavily of sex, and the mattress beneath his naked body remained damp from everything they had done throughout the night. Looking at the sleeping vampire in his embrace, Seamus could not help but smile faintly.
If his sense of time was correct, they had been having sex for almost two days.
And yet, when he checked his status, he was still only level forty-eight.
Two more levels. That was all he needed to reach his fourth evolution, but those final levels seemed maddeningly far away.
"Shit," he muttered under his breath. "Maybe I should call Madeline and turn this into a threesome."
The thought had barely crossed his mind when a loud knock rattled the room. Before he could answer, the door was kicked open so hard that it tore free from its hinges and crashed onto the floor.
