[An almost silent warning pulsed in the back of her head, a Dhampir trained to sense danger the way a fisherman could feel their catch before it even took the bait and yet it didn't fit, the near menace of Connor's voice at war with his touch, those kisses making a shiver slide down her spine as he pulled her across the room, her own fingers twitching with a need to touch him as his lips found her pulse.
Nobody had ever spoken to her like that and she very nearly laughed, surprise making her eyes widen as she pulled back enough to look at him.]
You can't hurt me.
[It was a statement of fact, not an assurance, Rose's features relaxing at his change in tone, even a hint of a smile touching her mouth, as if the brunette had a secret that she wasn't sharing. She lifted her hand to brush the hair from Connor's face, her lips brushing his temple, his jaw, teasing at his lips.]
And I don't scare easily.
[Some of that arrogance Rose had always been known for shining through as her mouth claimed his, practically trying to steal his breath as she pressed him back towards the couch.]
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Nobody had ever spoken to her like that and she very nearly laughed, surprise making her eyes widen as she pulled back enough to look at him.]
You can't hurt me.
[It was a statement of fact, not an assurance, Rose's features relaxing at his change in tone, even a hint of a smile touching her mouth, as if the brunette had a secret that she wasn't sharing. She lifted her hand to brush the hair from Connor's face, her lips brushing his temple, his jaw, teasing at his lips.]
And I don't scare easily.
[Some of that arrogance Rose had always been known for shining through as her mouth claimed his, practically trying to steal his breath as she pressed him back towards the couch.]