"No. Thank God, no." Charlie shakes her head, still trying to not smirk too much. Still, she runs a hand on her neck, fowning. "He didn't bite me. We're not friends. In fact, I'm pretty sure he's going to be staying away from me for a while. We'd been dancing, flirting which was weird, he was nuzzling my neck and then midnight hit. He barely got near me before I kneed him in the balls."

The last bit of information is said with the calm of someone saying the grass is green or water is wet. And then, she's smirking again.

"Apparently, vampire males hurt just as much as human males do when hit there hard enough."