The dazed and confused look on Hattie's face was so adorable that Salvatore couldn't help but want to eat her up.
"It's okay, Starshine," he murmured, gently nipping at the edge of her jaw. His right hand was firm around her neck, but it wasn't tight. The grip seemed to cause her to relax more than it stressed her out, but he would keep an eye on her reactions.
"Don't let me get lost in my head," she pleaded to him, her eyes wide. He still remembered the first time he had ever seen her. She had looked so helpless in Dimitri's arms, her white eyes leaving her vulnerable in a harsh world.
She had pulled him to her at that moment before she even looked in his general direction or said a single word.
He had always assumed that he was A-sexual. The very idea of sleeping with a woman caused him to shiver in disgust. When the guys in the high school locker room were bragging about who had fuck who and where he wanted nothing to do it with.
