He took her mouth in his, the taste of her blood on his tongue, and she felt so acutely that she had never wanted anything as much as she wanted him. As much as she needed him. But she couldn’t have him. He was going to leave her when all she wanted to do was cling to him and beg him not to. Suddenly, horribly, she found she couldn’t remember a time when she had felt so strikingly alone.
