There was something other people possessed...shame? Caroline didn't know since she had none when it came to public affection and it wasn't like his hand was in her pants.

Okay, so maybe she shouldn't have slid her hand up under the back of his shirt but her fingers had found a gap and it was really too tempting to leave alone. Why weren't they rooming together again? The cruel office people who'd forced them to become whatever were so having a joke. Screw them, Caroline was enjoying herself regardless.

And sort of gleeful that he still wasn't horrified by her and she was managing not to grow fangs at the thought of that lovely long neck of his.