*Jax*
As I watched Colette sleep so peacefully, a million thoughts ran through my mind.
I’d told myself I would never do it— I would never look at her as my prey. It had been the deciding factor for me never feeding from her. But when the time came tonight, I was surprised at how much I didn’t see her as my prey.
She gave me a gift.
Her plump peach lips were slightly parted as she breathed, and her long eyelashes casted shadows on her cheeks every time the light from the lighthouse beacon lit up the room.
How many times had I imagined watching her sleep? Thousands, probably— and nothing I could have imagined was as wonderful as this moment.
Every time I looked at her, her beauty stunned me speechless. The gentle slope of her narrow waist where it met her hips, the graceful curve
