Phil's POV

It took all my willpower to not stare at Dan. He was sitting so close.

His smell intoxicating. I wanted him so bad. He was different than everyone else.

Special. Understanding. And a believer.

I saw Shane bare his teeth at Dan.

Dan just stared at him fascinated in something that only he seemed to believe in.

I remember that night.
The night I was turned.
Dan was there.
He watched.
But didn't see my face.
And for that I was thankful.

But how am I going to make it through the week. With him beside me.

All week.

I won't, I can tell you that.

One of us won't make it to the weekend.