What Shall It Be?, K.B. Torres [important of reading books .TXT] 📗

to me.
"S-sorry Aliette, you just surprised me." Ragnor stuttered, trying and failing to be cool.
"It's okay." I said.
"You...You look amazing." Ragnor said, grabbing my hand gently.
"Thanks." I said half-heartedly.
"No really. I'm...Attracted to you." Ragnor said.
I blushed.
"Prove it." I said.
Ragnor bored into my eyes for a moment, before pulling me back to his room, locking the door. His lips crashed against mine. I opened my mouth, granting him permission. His tongue snaked into my mouth, searching for my tongue. I met him halfway, as Ragnor guided me to the bed, our lips remaining locked. Ragnor broke the kiss, shoving me onto the bed. He started undoing his shirt, slipping it off, then pulling off his pants, only in his boxers. He went to take those off, but I stopped him.
"Okay, I get it." I said, picking up his shirt, and tossing it to him.
"Aw...I thought I had you where I wanted you...Guess you really DIDN'T want me to prove I'm attracted to you." Ragnor grumbled, putting his clothes back on.
"Eh well, I sorta was raped by some thug before I was saved and changed into a vamp, and as far as I can tell, I don't like sex. Or rape." I snapped.
Ragnor looked at me, hurt in his expression.
"I'm sorry, I just-"
"Get carried away, I know." I said, before stomping out of the room.
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Publication Date: 03-24-2012

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