“Lucas.” The complex feelings he struggled with were obvious when he turned to look at me, his fangs still clearly visible. I reached out to him and he stepped towards me reluctantly, allowing me to wrap my arms around his waist. “I love you.”
“As I do you,” he said quietly. “I'm so sorry.”
I held his gaze with mine. “There's nothing to be sorry for. We knew this would take time and you haven't seen me for a week. You have to start with my scent all over again.”
He sighed heavily and I was relieved when his fangs retracted. “I'm truly not sure what's worse,” he admitted, his voice dismal.
I grinned. “What? Fighting the desire to bite me? Or the fact that you are probably the most sexually frustrated vampire on the planet right now?”
He stared at me for a long moment before a grin spre
