During the weeks that followed, Spencer and Tiffany, along with several members of the Night Class, left Pure Blood Academy and settled in one of the mansions the Spencer had built. Leaving behind Andrew and Sunny had left Tiffany depressed and sad. Andrew's words still bounced around in her head throughout study:
"The next time I see you, I will kill you…"
His words had wounded her more effective than any knife ever could. Even worse, Tiffany´s actions before parting had shaken Spencer's normal stoic resolve. Not only had he seen her kiss her friend, but feed from him at his request. Spencer had barely spoken a word to her and had left for business soon after arriving at the mansion.
John let out an annoyed sigh. Tiffany's attention was elsewhere once more. He had thought she would have cried leaving her friends behind, but she walked beside Spencer with a stone face. His respect for the girl across from him grew each time he looked at her.
"Why do I have to study this?" Tiffany asked. John glared at her and opened his mouth to retort. Tiffany effectively cut him off, "I've seen all of this and more through Spencer-sama's memories!" Tiffany burst. Irritation and anger rose to the surface. "I would much rather be learning how to control these damn powers!" As if to prove a point, the bookshelf by John's head exploded. Pieces of books and wood rained down on them as if confetti. John swallowed. Tiffany's eyes left John's blue ones and stared at the floor. Ashamed at her outburst.
"I can't teach you that…" He whispered, "only Spencer-sama can.."
"You've had all your life to learn how to control your powers…to adapt to this…" John said nothing. He'd known that her hunger was sparking emotions within her. Commonly it was anger. "Leave…" Tiffany demanded. John stood and did as she wished. Afraid to anger her further.
'At this moment, I'm more afraid of her than Spencer-sama. She is unstable with power. Spencer-sama has had time…'
Jealously and rage still boiled within him even after five weeks from leaving. The memory of her kissing and feeding from the one he hated most was still fresh. This made his job easier. He had taken out the whole council and another Pureblood by the name of Katherine. Shame flushed through him.
'I came close to cheating on Tiffany with that plan…so now we are even…' Spencer could still feel her hands ghosting over his chest. He shuddered.
'I'm being cruel…I have forever with Tiffany…' He reasoned as he stepped into his house. The sight that greeted him both enraged and worried him. John sat at the white couch. His face pale and ear bleeding.
"John."
"She made me leave…" John answered, not looking at Spencer. Pat sat on the arm of the couch.
Spencer walked on, ignoring Pat's hopeful looks, to Tiffany's bedroom. When he opened the door, she lay on the bed.
"Hey…" She whispered. Shame still clung to the air. "I can't believe I exploded a shelf…I hope none of the books were important…" Spencer chuckled and shut the door. She looked up at him. "I…" She trailed off and curled her hands into fists.
"Tiffany…." He sank onto the bed beside her. "I've come to a decision…" His eyes softened at the fear on her face. He raised his hand and stroked her check, "I have forever with you. If you'll have me."
Tiffany tackled him to the bed. Kissing his face. Her arms wrapped around his waist. Her hips balanced on his as she sat back.
"Of course I'll have you. How silly!" He smiled and stroked her hair. Her hands rested on his chest. A breeze came through the open window.
His smile fell as Tiffany's body tensed.
Katherine's perfume had reached her.
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Romance"Spencer swallowed heavily. He struggled to fight back the panic and fear. The only girl he had wished to keep it from the most had found it, read it, and was now standing in front of him. Her expression gave no hint to how she felt about it."
