Hearing this was enough to have Madeline starting to get up from where she sat. It seemed that Calhoun had decided to scare her today, and her heart and mind were running awry. But she didn't go too far as Calhoun had got up for a moment with her in his arms to push her down on the couch they had been sitting on, to have him on top of her.
The sudden shift in position had made her heart race. Calhoun stared into her eyes before it trailed down to look at her lips, "Don't be scared. Think it to be a treat in front of your eyes. If you haven't tasted it, how will you know if it's good or bad," his words were coated with honey.
Madeline was trying to keep up with Calhoun's fast-paced emotions but did he forget she was a human?
"You are not food," responded Madeline.
Calhoun leaned forward, not giving any space between them. His forehead touched hers.
"No. But you are," he whispered to her.
