Swiftcurrent Creek stay with me, my blood, you don't need to run

Hurt burned in his chest when she ignored his admission. It was hard for him to even acknowledge that the feelings existed, let alone admit them to Alessia, so for her to say nothing in response made him wish he had said nothing at all. Even when she began to nibble at his jaw, stating that they could continue to have a physical relationship, the hurt remained. But he didn't want to let on that anything was wrong, and there was no denying his desire for her and to repeat what they had done last night. Often. So, he forced a small smile on his face and offered a return nibble just below her ear. I'll hold you to that, he teased, gaze moving down her body to inspect the wounds he hadn't forgotten about. 

How do you feel? he asked. Are you in pain? Do you need something to eat? His gaze rested on her face then, his expression concerned as he waited for her answer.