Scarlett’s Point of View
Something told me to stop at Flops for coffee for Dylan and me, and maybe Rowan. I wasn’t sure if he could even drink coffee, the whole situation was wild. Not that I was against it, there was just a learning curve to your best friend being in love with a vampire but if anyone was willingly going to fall for a vampire, it would be Dylan. It wasn’t because she was desperate for a man or anything like that, the complete opposite. Most men didn’t have whatever it was Dylan was looking for, so forget them trying to capture or hold her interest. In my opinion none of them were strong enough to be her man, as it turns out, I was right, no mere mortal man was capable of any of those things. Dylan was different, she always had been. She always seemed to be somewhere else
