“Ah, you’re awake, love. Good. I’ve brought you your dinner. Come, eat. You need to get your strength up, restore your blood.” He set the tray on a nightstand beside the bed. Kelwyn almost wanted to defiantly refuse, but he felt half-starved, so he scooted over to it and started eating.
Lucretious hovered by him as he did, making Kelwyn intensely uncomfortable. He wished the vampire would go away and leave him alone. Instead, no sooner had Kelwyn finished the food than Lucretious was climbing into the bed, wrapping his arms around Kelwyn and trying to kiss him again. Kelwyn turned away from it for what felt like the thousandth time, resisting even though he knew it was hopeless, useless, futile.