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Hello, straitjacket and padded cell.
Because her new supernatural life wasn't the most messed-up part of it all. Nope, the part that totally made her believe she'd gone around the bend was the fact that she couldn't help but find the bloodsucking, violent asshat carrying her attractive.
Who thought about licking a strange guy's neck when he was practically kidnapping her? She did, apparently, and licking wasn't all she wanted to do. The other in her head kept putting images of her biting the tempting column.
Bite? She, who hated hickeys and who couldn't fathom leaving scratches on anyone's back, bite someone?