*Genevieve*
Lucien kept on looking at me with a look of amusement which made me give him an uneasy smile.
Why the hell am I acting weird?
Oh yeah, because of the dream, but it is not as if he knows about the dream. It is not as if the dream was going to come true no matter how much my body wish it could.
"Are you sure you are not scared of me?" He asks with amusement.
"Yes, I am," I reply quickly.
"Why the hell will I be scared you?" I ask him narrowing my eyes at him.
"I am trying to find that out too," he tells me while looking at me grinning. "You just seem kind of jumpy."
"No, I am not." My eyes narrow at him.
"As if you would accept something like that," he says dryly."
"I am going to get something to eat." I tell him looking for a means of escape so that I will not stay with him and continue thinking about that foolish dream of mine.
I am getting something, when the hairs on my back stand up. Without even turning back, I can tell that Lucien is behind me.
