Chapter 6:
By habit, I woke up early that morning. It was nice, waking up next to Chase and still being fully clothed. The fact that I still had my pajamas on just further proved my point that Chase isn't like most of the other guys out there. He knew he wasn't gonna get into my pants that easily, and he didn't pressure me. I admired him for it. I rolled over on my right side to face him, trying not to shake the bed too much. He was still sleeping. I have to admit, he looked cute when he slept. His brown hair was even more messy than usual, and his lips looked even more pinkish.
My gaze caught sight of something marking the side of his neck, right below his hairline. And I know what you're thinking, 'Ohmygod! Vampire!' but no, it wasn't a vampire bite. It was, or looked like it was, a tattoo. It was a small triangle with the head of some animal in the center. The triangle was bordered with fire, as if the shape itself was burning. I shifted closer to get a better look. In the center was a bird-like creature that I couldn't identify. It had a long beak that was curved and pointed at the end. Its eye was white, almost like it was glowing. The bird itself was red, and, frankly, it looked like the bird was on fire. I put it on my mental To Do Checklist: Ask Chase what the fuck that tattoo is all about. That is, if I remembered to ask him.But that went right after, save Izzy, Shaun, and Chase, on my checklist.
Just then, as if he could feel me watching him, Chase woke up. His eyes fluttered open and he turned his head to face me. "Good morning," he said.
"Morning," I smiled back at him. He flashed me a sweet grin.