In front of everyone, Dacia strode toward me. Without a word, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me.
Only I knew why he did it. It had to be because he'd been dehydrated for too long.
But no one else knew. They would just think of Dacia as a crazy boyfriend.
For a moment, we were surrounded by screams and whistles.
Dacia sucked hard on my saliva and before long, he injured the other side of my mouth.
But the wound from before had just healed. I suspected that he did it on purpose!
I thought, to Dacia, my blood was as addictive as marijuana.
After sucking out a lot of blood, Dacia finally released me.
His dark blue pupils were more spirited and his condition was much better than before.
"Does it hurt?" he asked worriedly.
I nodded and my voice was hoarse. "A little. Let's go get a bottle of water to drink."
"I brought it," Dacia said as he took a bottle of water from the wide pocket of his jacket.
