Reckless and suicidal were two very different things, and judging by the stiff cant of her shoulders and stubborn set of her jaw, if I suggested that course of action, she’d be tearing me a new one before I finished the sentence.
It was a tempting thought, though. Stripping her naked and driving her to ecstasy, then sinking my fangs into her, marking her so that no more f*****g idiots ever dared talk about her again. No one would mess with her once she bore my mark. The thought of claiming her had me indecently hard, and I knew I’d be working out my fantasies in the shower later. Because from the look on Leigh’s face… she wasn’t in the mood to help me take the edge off.
“Because it just… is. If it were a happy discussion, we’d just say the thing instead of saying ‘we need to talk’ and th
