I saw it here, in this moment. Want. Desire. And I knew what it was for vampires to desire someone like me. I knew it so well that it should have sent me running. But even more frightening than his desire was mine. I felt that call echoing in my own pulse. It was so strong that when he finally released me—when I finally backed away from him and turned away without another word—I had to resist the urge to lick his touch from my fingertips. Maybe it would taste as metallic and hot as blood.
