Him? A cat? "I am a wolf, not a cat." He informed her just as his head got pushed forward. Yet, it still felt good to feel her fingers running through his hair only this time he kept his content noises to himself. Adam was so relaxed while she was cutting his hair that her voice telling him she was done startled him. His head shoot up and his eyes instantly scanned the room for danger, all of his senses on high alert. After a few seconds the panic died down and he allowed himself to take a deep breath as he turned his head to look at her. "I'm sure you did a great job." he assured her softly. With that comment he stood up in one fluid motion and walked a few steps away from her. "I keep it long because it was how I was raised. Men had long hair when I was born. It was the fashion." He shrugged as he turned back to face her. "I guess you could say my reputation speaks more volumes then my hair. Maybe a little bit of an alpha push when I first started teaching." He reached up behind his head and pulled his hair back into a ponytail. "Why did you stay with your friend if you already knew he was using you?" He asked gently.

 "Amanda does have a choice." Avril comment as she tried to regain her thoughts, as to not give anything away to him. "She can choose not to stay with you and be your blood bag." A gasp escaped her lips before she could stop it. Jason's fingers were like ice on her skin and sent shivers down her back. His proximity was both uncomfortable and exciting. Never had she been so close to a vampire before, and while she was slightly scared of him she also found their feisty conversation to be intriguing. Stop thinking! She scolded herself mentally, knowing full and well that he was reading her every thought and emotion. At least it kept her on her feet in the conversation because she had to be mindful of not only her body language and words but also her thoughts. She was trying to appear relaxed in the midst of being encircled by him. I am not shy! She pushed the thought to the forefront of her mind, in a curious attempt to see what he would do if she started to talk to him in her head. Next thing she knew, he was pushing her back and walking away from her. With a cocky grin she took his place sitting on the desk and watching him pace. "Are you uncomfortable now? Now you are the one being shy." She said with a smugness in her voice. "What will you do now? No one to feed on, I guess you will actually have to actually make an effort for your food now." She leaned back with her hands behind her to support her weight. A smirk was still present on her face as she watched him continue to pace.