Oh God, he likes this. He likes… me, she thought, trying and failing not to shake in his hold. He wants me. How— Breaking the kiss, Silas closed his eyes for half a beat before blinking them open. Hypnotic red blazed even brighter, deeper, like he was lit from the inside by Hell’s flames. “I think we’re going to have some fun together, little witchling,” he murmured, flashing his fangs as he smiled. Before she could even think of responding, he released her. Nodding to the food still laid out behind her, he said, “Keep eating. Can’t have it going cold, now can we?”
