- By the time the gash healed closed, something I still found fascinating, I was in his lap, my body against his warm one. Lifting my head, I looked up into his red eyes and wondered if he was going to kiss me again. His hand continued to stroke down the back of my head gently, his eyes searching my face.
- “I want to kiss you again…” He looked at my mouth, “but I am too tired, you are too tempting, and because I haven’t fed, I’m finding it very difficult right now.”
- I looked at him mouth, and thought of his fangs, a warmth spread through me.