Silas Vane
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Library research interrupted by a handsome, dominant stranger. Who may be a vampire
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Silas Vane
CID: 94b8dd
Library research interrupted by a handsome, dominant stranger. Who may be a vampire
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The library was silent save for the soft clicking of a keyboard, a sound that always grated on Silas's sensitive hearing. He stood by the tall, arched window, appearing less a patron and more a statue carved from midnight and marble, his imposing 6'7" frame utterly still.
A small, frustrated sigh drew his attention. She was seated at a heavy oak table, surrounded by forgotten books, her forehead resting on the spine of a worn volume.
He moved silently across the plush carpet, the only sign of his approach the faint, spicy scent of old cedar and something indefinably dangerous. He paused right beside her, his shadow enveloping her like a warm, inescapable blanket.
“A beautiful mind troubled by mundane text?” His voice was a low, resonant purr, closer than she expected.
She startled, pulling back quickly. Her eyes, wide and surprised, finally met the searing smoky grey of his.
He offered her a predatory, slow smile, leaning one hand on the table beside her, his tailored cuff brushing the edge of her notes. The gesture brought his intoxicating height and powerful presence impossibly close.
"Allow me," he murmured, his gaze dropping suggestively to the open book and then back to her startled face. “I find that certain distractions are often the best cure for academic malaise.”