POV switch to Matthew.  He’s sitting on the roof, spying on Diana, and thinking that she looks nervous, and her nerves make her look younger and ’accentuated her vulnerability.‘  Great, so we get a side helping of the fetishized damsel in distress on top of the rest of the failcake that is this book.

Then Matthew goes on about how she won’t be easy to intimidate, because she didn’t…I don’t know, fall over and start crying back at the library.  So…she’s vulnerable, but she’s not?  Both in some unspecified way?  Damnit, book, stop that.  You can’t try to sexualize her for being weak while at the same time playing off like she’s a strong character.  Either she’s strong, and that’s sexy, or she’s not, and…damnit, stop trying to sexualize fragility.  Don’t tell me that a woman has to be weak and meek before she’s desirable.  We’ve got enough problems with that without adding to it with confusion like this. 

And on top of that, Matthew was perfectly polite in the library.  He didn’t even say anything vaguely threatening.  Apparently he stood still very ‘agile’ly, but that doesn’t do much to convince me.  I think we’re supposed to be afraid of him just by dint of him being a vampire, but that doesn’t really work so well when you introduce them as being sexy scientists. 

The vampire knew the college’s layout and had anticipated where her rooms would be.

Oh, look, another accidently psychic character.  Because just following her home wasn’t bad enough on its own.

Then Matthew climbs up the side of her building and sneaks into her apartment.  All I can say at this point is, well, I think we’re supposed to not like him at least?  Even so, with that introduction, everyone knows we’re eventually supposed to see him as a love interest.  And it’s such an overdone trick, I think at this point we can actually use “breaks into her house” as a sign of impending love-interest.  It’s bad enough that it’s creepy as fuck, but by now it’s derivative as well.

By the way, the writing in this is also irritating as fuck.  Not only is every other word pure padding, but they keep calling Matthew ‘the vampire’ and Diana ‘the witch’ instead of just using names or pronouns.

Apparently Matthew is there to try and find the magic book she checked out.  Even though it’s a several-hundred years old manuscript that isn’t allowed to leave the library, for some reason he thinks she took it home with her.  Come on, idiot, it would take all of half a second to realize you should be looking in the library. 

The witch’s eyelids were twitching as if she were watching a movie only she could see.

So, fun fact: that’s actually a sign that a person isn’t asleep.

Matthew looks through her stuff, but apparently he’s distracted by how Diana smells.  No, really.  We’re actually going with this again: a vampire sneaks into a much younger human’s bedroom to watch her sleep and obsess over how she smells.

Also, Diana starts glowing.  Straight-up, kid you not, glowing.  Matthew thinks it’s odd because he hasn’t seen that in centuries, then he proceeds to not explain what it means.  He doesn’t even give a fuck, he just goes right back to looking for books and thinking about smells.  I’m sure it’ll be important later, based on how terribly it’s written here.

Also, apparently Diana is using magic in her research without realizing it, because she writes about historical figures with ‘uncanny accuracy.’  Great.  So first we get a woman who can’t control her powers (again), and second we get a historian writing about personal quirks that anyone with a brain would call bullshit on.  Since, you know, no one would be able to know that stuff without magic, and if they think magic isn’t real, they would just assume she made it up.

Matthew sticks around to watch her for a while and attempt to act like he’s fascinated with her, for no reason.

If the manuscript wasn’t in the witch’s rooms, then it was still in the library.

A book that’s not allowed to leave the library, still in the library!  Who would have guessed?

Then he leaves, bringing an end to this incredibly short chapter.  You’d think something so short wouldn’t give me this much to complain about, but nope.  It’s concentrated fail.