“KitKat’s definitely kneeling beside him, wiping away his blood like the angel she is.” I shake my head at the thought, my temper threatening to flare all over again. Blaze catches it, always able to read me better than I’d like. “Why do you keep calling her that?” he asks, glancing back at me, his grip on the door firm, ready to stop me if I so much as twitch. “Because I want to break a piece of her off and savor every bite.”
