Impassioned |Book 1|

I looked up at his eyes, and immediately saw fear in them. He was scared I would reject him, tell him to leave and never speak to me again. I couldn't find a reason in my naive, human mind to do that though. "I wanna be mad that you didn't tell me, but I understand. And I'm not going anywhere, unless you tell me too."

His grip on waist tightened, and he pulled me flush against him, his tone and facial expression turning serious. "From the moment I saw you in that diner, I felt drawn to you. I didn't know what it was at the time, but the more I'm around you, the clearer it seems to get. I'm yours, forever and always, if you'll have me."

It felt strange having a man who I had only known a few weeks basically profess his love and want for me. I felt stupid almost, reminding myself of a girl in a romance novel who just fell head over heels for a man I had just met. But something about him drew me in. I wasn't sure if it was his charms, looks, the fact of what he was, or all three maybe? But either way, he had hooked me in, and I wasn't about to let him go.