When the girl continued to ignore me, I slipped toward Sunshine’s bed and slid underneath. It was stimulating to be this close to her, to smell her in the room. Her feet padded out of the bathroom, and right away, I noticed the bright purple nail polish. The heat from the shower and her body wash was strong in my nose, and I sucked in a slow deep breath savoring the scent. My cock stirred with the combination of mint and lavender. Not scents that would normally turn me on, but an intoxicating aroma on her. I wondered if she’d smell as sweet with the scent of blood rolling off her body.

“I’m going to put on some coffee. Did you want some,” I heard her ask, but there was no response. “Tina! Coffee?”

“No.”

If I held my head just right, I could make out Sunshine’s face from where I lay, and she looked annoyed. I liked her voice. It suited her features. That was important. I fucking hated it when you looked at someone, and they didn’t sound anything like they should. If she’d opened her mouth and had sounded like a squeak toy…well, I’d have to kill her sooner.

“Hey did you see where I put my highlighter,” she asked, but again there was only silence from the other side of the room. “There it is. Shit.”

The yellow highlighter dropped and rolled partially under the bed. She got down on one knee and groped under the bed with her hand. Lifting my arm, I nudged the bright yellow pen with my elbow, and she almost touched my arm as she wrapped her hand around the plastic. The thought of her touching me and freaking out as I grabbed her arm and dragged her under the bed next to me sent a jolt of excitement through my body. My nose flared, and I suddenly wanted to push up my timeline.

I scolded myself and managed to keep my body perfectly still as I waited like the perfect stalker that I was. I loved this cat-and-mouse game, loved the thrill of hiding in someone’s home and following them around while they were none the wiser. The minutes ticked by, but I didn’t mind getting this time with her. It allowed me to understand her habits better. Like how many times she needed to use the bathroom after a coffee and how she liked to hum softly to the music she was listening to while her toe tapped the floor.