[WARNING; THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]
"Yes," I repeated, my eyes on him. "You can… kiss me."
The air was dead. Only silence filled us.
Our eyes locked with each other. Mine were determined. While his… they slowly grew darker as it glinted with a menacing glint of red.
Slowly, Sam stood properly, facing me. His short canine grew longer; they were frightening.
"What did you say?" He asked in a low growl and with narrowed eyes.
My breath hitched, my chest moving a heavy in and out motion.
"I give you consent," I paused, swallowing down the fright encasing my heart. "Sam."
As fast as the blink of an eye, Sam suddenly appeared and stood before me. His palm slammed against the door, settling on my side.
Looking up at him, the intense emotion in his eyes shook me to the core. My heart tingled when I got a whiff of his fiery breaths. It was intoxicating.
