“You’ve ignited my heat. The flames in your veins will grow hotter, urging you to seek relief, and the beast in mine will push me to soothe them. If we give in, the potential bond between us will seal permanently.” “Give in to what?” “The lust.”
There was a mattress on the floor, with dark gray blankets, sheets, and pillows askew. I thought it was odd that all of them were the same color, but he didn’t mention it as we walked past, so I didn’t ask.