Lock up my super vamp anger thing? Well that didn’t sound good. “Um…what?” He questioned back as he took the bag of chocolates from on top of the pizza to hold in his other hand.
Wouldn’t do well to melt the chocolates.
“Why would I need to….” Was all of that sentence that Beau was able to utter out, words failing him at the appearance of Liliana. He took in a breath, not that he needed to breath but it was always good practice, and the fading bruises he could see had him seeing that flash of red.
And she wanted him to reign in his anger? Hmph!
With vamp speed he was setting the pizza and chocolates down and straight to her, his hands gently cupping her upper arms as he looked down at her.
The fucking news! It was filled with attacks and there was one that the victim was anonymous. He hadn’t even thought that it could be her. Why would he think it would be her? He was her…friend, a close friend, they fed off each other, surely she would contact him and let him know what had happened. Apparently not.
Red. The color was red.
“What the fuck happened, Liliana? And why didn’t you tell me?” He ground out, his accent going thick as his anger took over as one hand left her upper arm to tilt her head; though he was angry, every movement he made was gentle so he didn’t hurt her more. “How bad? Who?” He wanted answers.