After a full minute of gawking at the being in front of me, I rotated my head around to peruse my surroundings just to be sure. I was certain this was my apartment, but there was a vampire in my kitchen, scouring through my cabinets and using my stove for cooking 'breakfast.'
What's worse, he was doing that while being almost naked, clad only in a pair of shorts!
I was finding it hard to form words, let alone let them out of my mouth. Was I, perhaps, dreaming once more? No, that couldn't be it. Maybe I had been hypnotized, which was why I couldn't recall how he got here, but vampire hypnosis doesn't work on you, Jocelyn. Or had it started to? I needed answers.
Walking cautiously towards Isaac while keeping my gaze fixed on him, I slowly asked, "What's happening?"
He blinked up at me f
