Brian's eyes slowly fluttered open, a smile gracing his lips as he looked at the peaceful form of Rosalynn nestled in his arms.

Wasn't she supposed to bite him?

The following morning, as Rosalynn stirred awake, she instinctively reached for her phone on the bed.

Finding nothing, she opened her eyes to an unfamiliar room, momentarily disoriented.

As realization dawned, she remembered sleeping in Brian's apartment.