Chapter 13

In the chair, Brady stirred. His head had fallen to the side as he slept, and now, he lifted it, the frown that had been omnipresent while he’d been awake returning before he opened his eyes. Cole tried not to smile at the lines that marred the side of Brady’s face, but he knew the instant their eyes met that he’d failed.

Brady’s scowl deepened. “What the fuck’s so funny?” He groaned as he sat up, his back audibly cracking. “I can’t believe I fell asleep.”

“I can. You were exhausted.”

Only when Brady squinted did Cole realize how dim the living room was. The blinds were pulled, the sun already gone. The only light came from what managed to sneak out of the bedroom and down the hall. It was more than enough for Cole to see, but Brady was human. His eyesight wasn’t nearly as acute.

“What time is it?” he asked, rising to his feet.

“About five-thirty.”

“How do you know that? Wait. Don’t tell me. A vampire thing.”