[He could feel her shudder beneath him, as if the electricity between their skin was a tangible thing, sparking through her and making her shiver, then crossing over into him.
And then all thoughts of inappropriate things were gone (and they were inappropriate he mentally reminded himself), as his fingers traced the marks at the nape of her neck, following the curve of her promise mark.]
You're a Dhampir. A Guardian.
[It wasn't a question. The things that he remembered? They had everything to do with that word. It was one of the only things he could hold onto, what it mean, his training, his duty.
And this young woman, Rose Hathaway, was one too.]
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And then all thoughts of inappropriate things were gone (and they were inappropriate he mentally reminded himself), as his fingers traced the marks at the nape of her neck, following the curve of her promise mark.]
You're a Dhampir. A Guardian.
[It wasn't a question. The things that he remembered? They had everything to do with that word. It was one of the only things he could hold onto, what it mean, his training, his duty.
And this young woman, Rose Hathaway, was one too.]