Enya pov

He's here. He's alive, safe, and God so damn good looking. I have no idea if it's the mate bond and its effect on me, but I could swear Vincent is way more handsome than I remember him. He's dressed in casual clothing, all black, but the leather jacket and raged expression on his face make me want to jump his bones. Damn, it's the mate bond- I've never thought about things like that, but now all I can think about is how good and skilled he must be in bed. I need to get out of here, away from Vincent and everyone who heard him call me...