Capítulo 229: Conflicts of the mind

When she got near Vincent, she placed her hand in his hands, wondering where time would take them. She knew she was his prey, his blood source, but that didn't stop her heart from beating more for him. She could handle him biting her wrist for just a few seconds, and when the rain would stop, he would leave. 

The thought of him leaving had her purse on her lips. 

Without warning, Vincent pulled Eve by her hand such that she stumbled, and her bottom settled on his lap. Her face turned red in the position she sat. She was about to get up, but Vincent held her down with his hands. 

"I hope you have a good explanation of why you need me to sit on your lap," Eve stated, staring right into his eyes. 

Vincent's hand adjusted around her waist and said, "I flew for quite some distance and have been standing all this time. Surely you don't expect me to stand when I am tired."