“Maybe I will rip it out and give it to you.” “Why would I want your heart?” she asked, putting the end of her umbrella on his chest again. “To eat it out.” A serpentine smile rose on his face that Silene did not possess enough words to describe how seraphic it looked even under the shadowed light cast from the streetlamps overhead. “You’ve always looked at me like you wanted to take a bite out of it.”
