The potent taste of Asher's blood lingered in Serah's mouth, making her crave more. It took all her strength of will to refrain from taking more from him. But now he was kissing her with such intensity and she was overwhelmed with feelings. The love which she thought she managed to kill off was now burning brighter than ever. It all felt so good, she wanted to forever keep indulging in this moment.
Tiredness was rapidly settling over her, the need for sleep rapidly overtaking her senses but still they maintained their intimacy. She didn't know when they stopped or if they stopped at all before she was pulled into a deep slumber. But she knew his strong arms held her tightly while she slept.
When she awoke again, Serah found herself alone in the bed. Even the house was plunged in silence
