“I have never done it. I’d—Wait.” He jerked his gaze back up to my eyes, frowning. “You don’t want to do it with me?” “What?” I blinked. “I didn’t say that.” “You just said ‘no kissing’.” Edin leaned up on straightened arms, glaring down at me. “Why not? I want to. You don’t want to?” He stilled. “You said you don’t want to because of my mouth. What’s wrong with my mouth? Is it the fangs? I—”
