"You only need to ask," he continued. "I will be more than happy to keep you satiated."
"Over my dead body," I said through gritted teeth.
Sluggishly, I lifted myself off the ground, struggling to walk back to where my room was. I couldn't stay out in the open for another second longer. Blaise was a walking temptation, drawing me into sin.
Damon's mark might be on me but that didn't mean that it curbed and culled my connection with his twin brother. If anything, that annoyingly familiar face which was identical to Damon's was only causing me to fall even further into this twisted web. I wasn't willing to be entangled with one Valentine brother, much less both.
Nothing must happen between us. Not if I was to ever leave Fangborne alive.
"Why are you making it so hard for yourself?" Blaise asked. Amusement danced in his voice, merrily accentuating his every word.
