The way he kissed her, the warmth of his touch, the way his lips had once felt like home. It all came rushing back, uninvited, unwanted.
A strange, unfamiliar ache spread through her chest.
She jerked back, pain flickering across her face.
Larry frowned, his hands still resting on her waist. “Is everything alright?”
Rose hesitated, her mind warring with itself.
Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she sat on his lap, running her fingers through his hair. She pulled him closer, her grip tightening just enough to make him shiver.
She kissed him again, deeper this time, willing herself to lose herself in the moment. But Jayden’s face still haunted her. No matter how much she tried to drown it out, it was there.
The frustration built inside her, sharp and suffocating.
And then, without warning—
She bit him.
Larry gasped against her lips, his body stiffening beneath her. The metallic taste of his blood filled her mouth, hot and intoxicating.