Isabella put away the wine after taking a swig from the bottle for herself, and turned to the kitchen sink to clean the glass. She licked her lips and glanced back at the vampire as he slept on the floor. [i]What to do, what to do?[/i] she thought, turning her attention back to the washing. [i]That at least explains why he's never bit[/i] me[i]. Maybe I won't have to leave...There isn't much on the streets to go back to, but if he's serious, then I'd be safe here.[/i] She shook the glass free of excess water before drying it with a towel and placing it back in the cupboard.