I wanted to lean in and claim her lips with mine. They were so tantalizing from where I stood and it was not that far. I could just do it and the worst that she could do to me was slap my face and slash my neck.
I would heal almost immediately, and I would forgive her if she was willing to listen to me.
And yes, I was expecting that she get violent if I tried to kiss her without asking her permission.
After all, the way she talked told me that I needed to be careful with this vixen.
"So, tell me what it is that you want me to do to prove myself to you," I said to her, carefully counting my words, and emphasizing on each one.
I needed her to understand the need that was inside of me. I needed her to resonate the feeling that was coursing through my blood like fire.
But it seemed that Clara was either fighting it, or there was something else.
She smiled at me, then made a slight chuckle. "Are you sure you really want to know?"
