Caleb agreed to stay with me, it didn't take much convincing, he seemed eager to stay with me. The fact that it was so easy for him to stay had me wondering if he had purposefully been avoiding me, to allow me to get acquainted with everything.

In the beginning I needed that but now as the days have slowly progressed my cautious thoughts have been replaced with a yearning for him. Now, him being around me is exactly what my body craves, and dare I say it.... some form of intimacy.

Admitting this to myself made my cringe while I lathered conditioner through my hair in the shower. Finding myself wanting him, craving him, thinking about him in almost every thought I had, was alarming. I wanted to understand why I felt this way. Not fully ready to accept the undeniable connection we had, I wanted to know more, understand more.

Rinsing out my hair I turned the shower off, the stray hairs that framed my face were already curling. I wrapped my hair in a towel and dried myself off with a second.

I wiped the mirror with the end of my turban on my head to better see myself in the reflection. I could see the sore spots on my left cheek that were left with scrapes. They were sallow but none the less were sore and tender.

My big brown eyes looked tired from the emotional rollercoaster. Dark and puffy dark circles were evident under my brown orbs. I wondered if I'd ever find a happy medium with it all or would I always be in the middle forever in limbo.

The fogginess around my face framed my figure with a perfect hallow. I combed my hair massage curling custard and moisture cream through to nourish my thirsty strains. Once I was done with my hair routine I cleaned my face of any makeup that may have been matted to my face.

Faintly I heard Caleb talking to someone just outside of the bathroom. I furrowed my eyebrows straining to hear the other voice. Was he on the phone? There wasn't a distinct voice, confused I opened the door to the bathroom. The steam seeped out of the door way and wafted out into the loft.

"You can't lick my nose. No.... stop." I heard his voice and it sounded childish. I grew even more confused by his words and the tone. Walking out the bathroom I noticed Caleb shirtless laying on the sofa with Bastet sitting on his chest. She was reaching down with her face to lick Caleb.

This was probably the last thing I would have imagined to hear and see. Bastet tends to hate males but for some reason she just can't be more curious about him.

I cleared my throat to announce my presence. Caleb sat up straight cradling Bastet to his chest as he did so with one fluid motion. The grace at which this man moved in never failed to mesmerize me.

"I never would have thought she's warm up to you." I tell him with a small smile. He smiled back putting Bastet next to him on the sofa. She was quick to hop down and run over to me weaving in between my legs wrapping her tail around them as she rubbed against my calves.

"I don't think licking me is exactly warming up to me. She was just tasting me as a sample to see if I'm tasty enough for her next meal." Caleb joked his pearlescent teeth on full display making my release a chuckle.

"How do you think you taste? Cause it doesn't seem like she liked it." I shot back not fully grasping the meaning of my words until they were out. The heat of a full body blush was surfacing as I realized how much I had just embarrassed myself. "Uh-Uh don't answer that... that was not what I meant to- I didn't mean it like that-" I groaned squeezing my eyes shut. "It was supposed to be an honest question- I mean maybe not that honest-"

I rambled on like a mad man for what felt like forever as my blush was clearly visible across my exposed chest, neck and face. Cringing as I opened my eyes, Caleb was still sat on the sofa blinking at me with a humorous grin. Great! He probably thinks I'm such an awkward person.

Why the hell do I care what he thinks of me?

The most attractive laugh rang out over the tiny loft shaking me out of my embarrassment. Caleb was laughing like he had heard the funniest thing in the world.

"I'm glad my embarrassment brings you joy." I mumbled feeling even more embarrassed. Starting to the stair case to get changed Caleb was quick to move in front of me, stopping me. When I looked up he still wore that same handsome smile and he looked at ease. That wasn't the only thing that was visible in his demeanor and face however. There was undeniable lust and avidness behind his captivating eyes.

"No wait!" He spoke up humor still resounding in his voice. I inwardly cringed at my remark earlier thinking back about it again when I could clearly see that Caleb thought it was hilarious.

"No I just embarrassed the shit out of myself." I mumbled.

"So? It made me laugh." He said trying to cheer me up. It was a vain attempt as I watched him sigh. "You think what you said was embarrassing? How do you think I felt shifting butt ass naked in front of you?"

The blush on my face grew deeper I could tell as my cheeks grew fiery hot. Though I fought to compose my embarrassment, I couldn't fight back the chuckle that escaped my mouth from his comment.

Thinking back to the first time I had seen him naked didn't help the rosiness on my cheeks. It didn't help either that a little part of me craved with intense curiosity for a small glimpse of him completely bare. I shuddered at the image then suddenly realized I was still standing before him in nothing but a wet towel. I gulped nervous with our close proximity and limited barriers between us.

"See you can't hide that pretty smile you have." The way he complimented me had my heart speeding and my palms sweating as if I were a little high school girl getting hit on. Yet, I am not in high school. I am a grown woman that has this uncontrollable desire to let this man know everything about me. To let him know my weaknesses, strengths, deepest secretes and so much more.

He had slowly extended his hands to my face and I restrained myself from pulling away. He wasn't the enemy Eve, he will not hurt you, he can not hurt you. I reminded myself calming the pounding heart inside my chest. He pulled my long locks of curly hair back out of my face dripping the strands over my right shoulder. The tips of the strands were drenched as stray droplets fell on my arm.

My temperature climbed another several degrees feeling as though I was on the verge of catching fire with his touch and stare. With very little space between us and only a flimsy towel, the emotions that faded and grew all at the same time were turbulent mess.

Once he let go of my hair he dropped his one hand. The other was still twiddling with the drenched tips of my hair. I didn't say anything enjoying this simple but very much personal moment.

He seemed to be lost in his own mind as he absentmindedly played with my strands. I didn't dare break his train of thought but I couldn't help the desire to touch him, to feel those addictive tingles that made ever worry and fear fade away.

So I placed my hand on his with gentle but purposefully intent. I wanted him to know that I meant to reach out to him. That I wanted to feel those tingles that made it hard for me to think. I wanted him to know that I couldn't deny what he does to me and that I am not oblivious to it all.

Tingles burst at our touch with a tsunami of pure bliss that made my mouth open slightly as I took a sharp intake of air. This touch, this mind blowing, heart exploding, breath taking touch would be the death of me I thought as I closed my eyes allowing myself to drift away in the bliss.

Caleb had moved his hand that held mine to my face. I dropped my arm opening my eyes to see his, glowing bright sapphire. Swirls of black dazzled his bright blue eyes making them more alluring than they already were.

"Why do I feel like this?" I whispered finally bringing myself to ask about the alluring affect that he had on me and the undeniable tingles.

"Like what?" He asked softly rubbing his thumb over my warm cheek.

"This connection. I tried pushing you away but the more I do the more you seem to be the only person I can think about." Admitting this to him was much easier than I first thought it would be.

There was tenderness in his features as he listened to me talk. He looked both hopeful and hurt at the same time.

"I wasn't sure how it would effect you... being a human." He started to explain still gently rubbing his thumb up and down my cheek. The tingles following behind his touch in waves. "It's the mate bond. Since we are soulmates and we've met each other now, we will always seek each other out. Our souls are but two halves, always craving, and searching for the other half so that we can be complete." The way he spoke about mates was with such love and admiration as if he were talking about the most amazing thing in the world.

"And the tingles?" I wondered. Caleb immediately stopped rubbing his thumb over my skin. I had to hold myself back from pouting. His expression though held surprise by my words.

"The tingles are just another way we can tell we are soul mates. I didn't think you were able to feel them." He said pulling his hand away from me completely. He looked like he was astounded at the fact that I could feel it at all. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to play around and-"

"And what?" I furrowed my eyebrows confused at his changing attitude. "Rub my face?" I chuckled.

Caleb smiled widely when he heard me laugh, bringing back his tender and cheerful mood.

"I'm glad you find my embarrassment funny." He shot back at me making me chock back my laughter. Though his words sounded rude they weren't he was being sarcastic and content listening to my amusement.

"Umm..." I start to say feeling my hair growing cold from the air as it dried. "-why don't you put on a movie or something while I go change." Muttering as I step by him he glances over his shoulder as I start to ascend the stair case to my loft. His eyes had dulled down, seeming to gain control from whatever was making them glow.

"What are you in the mood for?" He asked watching me as I continued up the stairs.

Pausing at the top of the loft I leaned over the railing. A few droplets fell below me landing perfectly in the middle of his forehead. "Whoops," I covered my mouth innocently as he wiped the water off. "Put something funny on I think I had enough horror and action tonight."

I hadn't meant to bring it up again. Not for his sake but for my own. Thinking about it made me imagine it all again like it were happening before me all over. A shiver traveled down my back as I envisioned those violet eyes and that poor student that got his throat ripped out. And there was Jessie, that Caleb told me was dead. I was still wondering how he knew without seeing him.

"We left those bodies there Caleb. Someone is bound to find them and-" I thought about all the security camera that probably had the whole altercation reordered. My heart just about stopped at the realization. "-Caleb the cameras." I whispered, panic rising with every second.

"Relax Eve it's all handled. No one is going to know you, I, the vampire or the rogue were there." He assured me. Pursing my lips I had no other option but to trust him. He never lied to me yet, I'm sure that he was being honest about covering everything up. I'm sure he didn't want to be caught either so why would he risk himself by leaving a bloody scene. "Hurry up and get changed I have a perfect movie to play."

The sparkling glint of enthusiasm in his eyes made my apprehensive demeaner to dwindle. I was safe, as long as I am with him.... I am safe.

I quickly got changed and brought my comforter from my bed down to cuddle up in. Bastet was ecstatic when she saw the plush comforter, running and meowing in circles. Plopping down on the floor beside the sofa I bundled the blanket around myself and cradled Bastet on my lap. She quickly made herself at home curling herself in a ball and cleaning her face.

"Why are you laying on the floor. Here take the sofa." Caleb spoke up. He was laying on the sofa already but as I looked at him he was starting to stand up.

"No no really it's okay I usually watch movies on the floor with Taylor. I'm use to it." As I said her name he was quick to release a disapproving growl, but he didn't say anything else. "So... what did you pick?"

That mesmerizing glint in his eyes reappeared.

"Jumanji! I thought what better way to escape this fantasy world than hopping into a different one." He joked trying to lighten the mood from my near death experience earlier.

The fact that he was trying to make me comfortable right now with out smothering me was a relief. Though I think that is all because I've grown to like him. I wasn't scared of him anymore I was more secure with him around. He's proven over and over to me that I am of importance, where exactly I fall on that list of priority I'm not sure. But none the less I am at the top somewhere based on the fact that he can't seem to keep his eyes off of me.

As we watched the movie I tried my best to remain awake for the duration of the film. I failed miserably though as I found myself slipping into a welcoming, cozy slumber. My body ached and my mind was overwhelmed with images of gore and evil.

I hoped to never have to come face to face with another Vampire again after the one I witness tonight.

What I really hoped though above all else was I hoped to never have to see Caleb kill someone with such ferocity and with out mercy.

I didn't want to see him as a killer.