After The Night
"Why do you always look at me like that?" she whispered.
"Because you're unlike anyone I've ever known," Damien replied, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. "Your presence is like a thorn in my side."
Eira scoffed. “You're nothing but trouble, Damien. A brooding vampire with an ego the size of a castle. But you need me. Without me, you’ll be dead.”
“I hate that," he admitted.
She smirked. "Hate that you need me? So, what is it, Damien? A weakness you'd rather keep in the shadows?"
Damien leaned in, his face dangerously close to hers, his gaze dropping to her lips. Eira's breath caught, her shock palpable.
"I might need you, Eira, but I don’t want you,"
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