#grayson 01

She still didn’t fully understand how she ended up here with the vampire across from her tsking and turning her nails this way and that. “Stop saying my nails look bad.” Remi huffed and tried to pull her hand away, but his grip became ironclad. Running for her life made it so that continuing to get her nails done and maintain their previous state was low on her priorities list. Yet, here she was with the vampire pulling out nail polish and any other tools he needed to fix the mess as he was so eloquently putting it. “They aren’t that bad.”