Daisy
Shit. I hadn't meant to mark him. We didn't even know each other! But the emotions had swirled around inside me, and when I saw the same desire reflected in his eyes, I couldn't hold back. The blood was still pounding in my ears, my lungs burning as I dragged air into them, when he let go of my legs so I could stand. My knees were still weak, and I used the wall of the shower to hold myself up as he reached over to turn the water off.
My eyes fell on his shoulder where my mark was slowly drawing itself on his skin. My own shoulder itched, and his eyes focused on it, a strange, small smile tugging the corners of his lips up. Swirling vines coiled on his skin, dotted with leaves and even a few flowers that, with a start, I realized were my namesake. His smile grew wider as his eyes s
