The Hybrid's Hope
I say, stepping forward and taking her hands in mine.
“Are you sure about this? There’s no going back once Malcolm gets his canines in you,” I say, wanting to make sure her nerves aren't about her having second thoughts.
“I’m positive. This has nothing to do with me not wanting you, I just … I feel shy and I have no idea why,” she says, leaning into me and sliding her hands up my chest and around my neck.
“Shy is good word for it. I was thinking it feels like our first time all over again.”