Only, just being this close was difficult. His brain was foggy, and he was trying to remember the other woman he was dating.
Yeah, he had a girlfriend.
But shit.
It wasn’t anything like this.
“Well, at least we’ll be in it together,” he whispered, as he lost control of his senses, and the need to kiss her won out.
When he pulled her back into the mating of mouths, he forgot everything but that moment.
How did you fall so hard for someone you just met? He’d been dating his girlfriend for two years, and never felt this.
Never.
This was like all of his senses woke up at the same time, and he was vibrating with an energy he’d never felt before in his life.
When he tipped his head, so he could go deeper into the kiss, that’s when he felt it.
Something sharp.
The nick to his lip made him taste his own blood, and he jerked his head back quickly.
That’s when he saw it.
Cerise had…fangs.
His first instinct was that he gasped and pushed away from her to put space between them.
Well, that did what it needed to for Cerise.
She’d tasted his blood, and knew for a fact that he was the one she was meant to love forever. Now, he was scared, and it killed the moment.
It was the look of horror on his face as he saw her secret.
“What are you?” he asked, pressed to the door like she’d hurt him.
Only, she couldn’t and wouldn’t.
He was her mate, and hurting him would be hurting herself.
“Are you a monster too?” he asked, fear in his voice.
Well, there it was.
Yeah, this was a bad week for her. She lost Tobias, found her mate, and was about to lose him too. He thought she was a monster, and there was no way she could change his mind. Humans tended to go there.
“I’m not a monster. I’m a vampyre,” she said, her fangs slipping back into her mouth now that lust had left that particular party.
He blinked.
“Are you even a cop?” he asked, thinking this was some game, and they had nothing in common.
Her heart hurt.
Cerise’s mate, the man she was meant to be with was questioning her validity.
Again, she didn’t lie.