102 A Temper Tantrum

She couldn't help curling her arms around his neck as she kissed him back on his cheek. "You went to get hold of those who drugged us?" she asked, her eyes darting to his lips, to his fangs. She leaned forward and kissed his lips, swiping her tongue over his fangs. It pierced her tongue slightly to give him the taste of her blood. And just as she wanted, his eyes gleamed in anticipation. 

He slid her down him slowly to the ground, keeping her very close to his body. "I did." The taste of her blood quickened his pulse and his chest vibrated with a rumble. The skin around her mark was still angry. He leaned down to her neck and licked the mark. "Did you worry for me today while you were with Nephie?" 

"Of course, I did worry about you, Lorza."