In a romantic night of nourishment and temptation, the senses become extra sensitive, Caleb's Adam's apple slides quickly, "Emily."
He was breathing heavily, his voice was hoarse, "If you bite me again..."
So what?
Caleb was stuck.
In the silence, Emily stopped moving and raised her head. There was a thin layer of mist in her hazy and drunken eyes, and the corners of her eyes were enchantingly crimson.
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