His search was fruitless. Maybe that was for the best, though. Did he really want to go down that road again? No, he really didn't.  He sighed, frustrated, and walked around the living room for a while. Paced, really.<br/><br/>As he paced around the room, he heard something. Thud, thud, thud. Not his heart. It was the headboard of a bed smacking into a wall. He kind of rolled his eyes. He and Erica had been pretty active back when they were still both humans, but with all the sex that happened yesterday, and now they were going at it again, he wondered if being a vampire somehow jacked up their libidos.<br/><br/>He slowly moved down the hallway, quiet. He peered through the open door, and he watched. And part of him grew angry. Angry at Cass. What in the hell had that bitch done to deserve his Domitor?  Quietly, he fumes.