Page 10 of Petals and Fangs

“Different?”

“Different than the way you used to. You used to be so full of fear back in the day, and you used to look at me like I was your only hope of life.”

“And now?” She smirks, and it drives me insane.

“Now, I am the one who should be full of fear for all the things you can have me doing just by looking at me like that. You grew up to be this strong, fearless woman.”

“I think you should stop looking at my neck like that. I am not your feast, Ethan.”

“You might be. You smell so delicious.” I smirk back at her, taking her hand and softly kissing it.

“Is this how you treat people who work with you?”

“Only the ones I like, Ms. Snow.”

Lily does not say a word. She gasps and leans back on the desk, allowing me to access every part of her. My thirst is getting out of control, and I can feel the tips of my fangs brushing against her neck.

“I have truly missed you, Lily,” I pull back and cup both of her cheeks.

She is looking up at me like I am the only person she wants to see. Suddenly, her facial expression change. I wonder what is wrong.

"Ethan, wait. Your eyes.”

Chapter 3

Lily

Istep away from Ethan, my eyes analyzing every move he makes. Something strange has just happened. His eyes gleamed and the color was supernatural.

“Lily? What is wrong?” he asks, obviously confused as to why I broke the kiss.

“Lots of things are wrong here. For one, we shouldn’t be getting this intimate. The second thing, which is the most important, is your eyes. They just gleamed.”

“What? What are you saying, Lily?”

“You heard me. Your eyes changed color for a brief second, Ethan,” I tell him again, but once I hear myself talking, I feel insane.

“I am not sure what you mean, Lily,” Ethan says, shaking his head and attempting to grab my hand, but I step away from him.

“Look. There is a fine line between your ocean-blue eyes and the gleaming, red color they just turned into.”

“Lily, I don’t understand a word you are saying right now. Are you all right? Do you need me to drive you home? Consider this day done and paid,” he says and suddenly looks away. Is he avoiding me?

“It is not about that. I know what I saw.”

“Lily, maybe you are just tired?”

Am I insane? Or am I just imagining things? I can’t make this up. I know what I saw, but there is no way to prove it.

“Weird lightening in this room, I guess.”

“The weirdest. See, that is why I need someone to take care of this place,” he says as he places his hand on mine, reassuring me.

“I see.” I nod in agreement. He is right. I am just imagining things. After all, it has been years since I felt him so close to me, and that is definitely impacting me physically.

“You are so evil; do you know that? I was so close to making one of my dreams come true.”

“Which is?” I ask. Deep down, I know the answer, but I want him to say the words. Except that he doesn’t. He does things instead. That is just Ethan. Actions over words any day.

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