#Chapter 10 Should I give him my blood?

"Are you sure you're going to fight?" he said, breaking the moment. "Yes, that's why we've been training so much," I responded, wishing he'd look back into my eyes like in that moment before when his tawny eyes burned with a desire. "Am I not your best student?" "You're definitely the fastest learner I've ever seen." He was still on top of me. "So why worry so much?" "Because, in real fights, no one will be as nice as me." 'Oh, you're nice. Are you letting me win?" I said flirtatiously. My heart was beating. I was staring at his mouth, wondering what it would feel like on mine, and against my neck. "No, you're incredible. I just really like spending all this time with you." He said, backing off of me. He stood up and was pacing. "I don't want anything or anyone to hurt you, ever." No one had ever said such a nice thing to me before. I sat up and hugged my knees, the air tha