…Breyden POV…
Does this not scare me? It scares the hell out of me. Here I go and meet the woman that I most probably have dreamt of all my life, and she is a Vampire.
The very thought of her sends those sensations that I felt not so long ago. I have not felt such a truly amazing feeling for as long as I can possibly remember. Thinking of her brings me warmth; it fills me up and threatens to consume me in every possible way. I would simply die if I could not be with her.
But do I really want to shy away from her?
"Can I kiss you again?" I boldly ask.
"You are so polite in asking."
"I cannot go…"
She places her fingers against my soft lips and wraps my face in her hands. She pulls my face closer until there is nothing but a mere breath between our lips. Then she softly whispers. "I thought you would never ask."
