...I could feel what was left of my soul just slipping away as I fed on that girl until she was totally and completely drained.
What he didn’t know was how to beg for her forgiveness, and at that moment, her forgiveness was what he craved the most…even more than he craved her blood.
He looked at his watch and knew he had to get going. He wished he could spend forever staring at her, but he was not meant to have that much happiness; he never thought he deserved it. Not after spending centuries as he did.
He kissed and held her like it was the last time, but then again, he always did that, because there had always been that possibility of him losing her.
Come on, it is a guest bedroom! If you want your guests to feel at home, they should be allowed to do whatever they do at home!