"You know my voice mail doesn't work most the time," Harry laughed. "So I've just quit bothering to try. And I really suck at guessing games. Who was looking for me?" Her good mood was contagious and Harry smiled just because he was happy to hear her sounding happy.
John hissed as she drug her fangs from his neck and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her against him again and again, until he came with a snarled "Fuck!" He kept jerking against her until his pulse started to slow again.