Whitney stuck close by, and he moved to stand behind Smith as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Elijah easily sank against Smith, arms winding around the vampire as he pressed his face against his chest. He had no shirt on, and Lijah could feel how cool his skin was.
"Missed you," he said softly, his arms tightening a bit. "You're colder than usual."
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