Ella

Ella was looking forward to getting to know Ivy’s best friend. She made her way to the Grill and got a table for two and sat to wait for her lunch ‘date.’

“Couldn’t or wanted it for yourself.” He teased her.

“Couldn’t.” she rolled her eyes. “You know what, I think I’m tired of talking.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder, exposing her neck. “Ready for round 2?” 

“So why not get any other vampire?” He questioned with a smirk.

Ella shrugged. “You were available and going to feed on a random innocent person and I couldn’t let that happen.”

Ivy took her hand, “I’m glad we’re in agreement.”

“Me too. It’s a very good way to start off a relationship.” She grinned and started towards the door. “My place or yours?”

“Oh but you see.. I think you are or you wouldn’t be here with me.” He smirked as he whispered it right in her ear.

Ella bit her lip and rolled her eyes. “Trust me your face had nothing to do with it. You could have easily been any other vampire.”

“Wait you didn’t sneak a boy into the house, he nearly flipped when Hope did that, at least I think it was Hope”

Henrik had to think about it. “But if I’m gonna calm that man down, I need to know what you did so I can fight my case”

“I swear there were no boys snuck into the house. Scouts honor. I just... well, I was attempting a spell and I may have mad a mistake which may or may not have sent a knife through one of his favorite paintings and when I tried fixing it I made it worse...”

“Well that sounds just perfect.” She grinned with a laugh. “Let’s say tomorrow?”

Ella nodded. “Tomorrow sounds perfect.”

“It’s not mine.. It’s not my hand writing.”

“Well if it’s not yours then why’s it matter what it is?”