Sleep didn't come easily to Scarlett that night. The visitor's room in Lucian's apartment was luxurious enough – all modern furnishings and expensive sheets that probably cost more than her entire wardrobe – but there was something unsettling about trying to sleep in a vampire's house. She kept thinking about all the horror movies she'd watched growing up, where the innocent human falls asleep only to... She shook her head, trying to dispel the thoughts.
The bed was sinfully comfortable, with its memory foam mattress and Egyptian cotton sheets (of course a centuries-old vampire would have the best of everything), but her mind wouldn't quiet down. Lucian's warning about lucid dreaming kept echoing in her head. For the first time in her life, she actively tried to prevent herself from slipp
