Page 115 of Volik

We had building-shaking sex the first night. And then I cried all over him last night. Normal first dates type of stuff.

Jenny unlocks her door, and I follow her in.

“You can come back here.” She circles around the end of the tall counter to the desk side of her office. “I have an extra chair.”

“Thanks.” I drop into the spare seat.

“Were your classes okay?” Jenny asks as she unwraps her sub.

“Yeah, I think it was good that the dean was there though. He came back for my second class too. I could tell that a few of the kids were wanting to say something, but luckily, no one was brave enough.”

“The dean’s a good guy.”

I hum my agreement as I unwrap my own meal. “He is. And he offered to come again tomorrow, but I told him I’d try it on my own.”

I leave off the detail about the dean walking in on Volik and me that time. And how I still can’t get myself to make eye contact.

“Will Volik be with you?”

I lift a shoulder as I take a bite, then answer with my mouth full. “Probably.”

“That’ll do the trick.” She takes her own bite.

I think about that journalist again as I continue to eat my sub, careful not to get marinara on my white shirt.

The button-up shirt I have on is oversized and lightweight, so it’s not too warm. And with the front tucked into my dark jeans, it’s still work appropriate.

I wore my favorite boots again today, but I’m almost wishing I had sandals. Because this mate bond thing is really messing with my body temperature.

“Where is your big ol’ vampire anyway?”

I smile around a meatball at her description. “He is pretty big.”

“Oh my god!” Jenny coughs on her food as she lets out a laugh.

“What—” My cheeks flame. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Maybe not. But I bet it’s still true.”

I shove more food into my mouth.

She drops her head back with a dramatic groan. “Why can’t I be one of the chosen?” Then she rolls her head to the side to look at me. “I mean that in a normal funny way. I’m not trying to take your man. Don’t kill me.”

I roll my eyes. “I’ll try to refrain.”

“Obliged.” Jenny grins. “Now, quit getting sidetracked by his size. I was asking where he was. Or if that’s a secret or something, then no worries.” She says it casually, meaning it. And I seriously think she’s going to become my best friend.

Aside from Volik.

“He had to go get new clothes.” I leave off the part about Chicago, not sure if that’s important or not.

Jenny lifts her brows. “I didn’t even think about that. I mean, we all saw him bust through his stuff in those videos, but yeah, I guess he’d need a whole new wardrobe that fits.”

I nod and shove the last bite of my sub into my mouth, my hunger hardly touched.

“Again, I mean this in the least perverted way possible, I want to see him in person. So I can see how much bigger he really got.”

I make sure she sees me rolling my eyes at her again. “I don’t know how long the whole clothing thing is going to take. But he said he’d come get me.” I glance up at the ceiling. It’s normal height, I think. Probably about the same as my apartment. “He should fit in here.”