Sydney Sage + Adrian Ivashkov
“Huh, and here I thought that was nice. Girls like to be told that they’re so skinny they look like they’d blow away in a brisk wind, right?” Adrian was, himself, incredibly slender. It definitely wasn’t because he had anything resembling a healthy lifestyle, it was simply genetics. Moroi has the figures that humans dreamed of having and didn’t even have to work at it. But Adrian had really always preferred dhampirs, because they looked like women instead of waifs.
“The clinic’s just volunteer,” he said. “I don’t get paid for that. I make all my money at the Casino. Did you know it shows up in a person’s aura if they’re bluffing?”
He looked a little closer at her and smiled slightly. “You should come by anyway. If I’m busy, I just won’t answer.”
He liked the idea of spending more time with her, although he didn’t want to concentrate on the ‘why’ too long.