Rip:
I sat at the kitchen island across from Ezra and Audrey. Holland sat to my right and Emily sat to my left. I wasn't looking at either of them but they are looking at me. He had been right. The pain had returned. With each caress, each kiss, each nibble. The searing agony had returned. I kept my thoughts on him. Replaying things, small things he had done for me, things that made me fall in love with him and it all would sweep away until he took it further. Images of him biting me sent a flash of fear through me. Again when we fully mated. I took a few deep breaths looking down at the plate in front of me. I hadn't touched a single thing on it.
"Eat, Rip," I looked up at him leaning against the door and laughed nervously. He raised his eyebrow at me and I reached for the for
