Kindred Spirits - Chapter Three: Grief
"I think you may be right." His smile widened, his hand on the back of her neck slowly pulling her down to him. Their lips met, and the taste of his own blood was added to the metallic taste of hers on...
"I think you may be right." His smile widened, his hand on the back of her neck slowly pulling her down to him. Their lips met, and the taste of his own blood was added to the metallic taste of hers on...