*Morgan*
Even before I open my eyes, I smile. For some reason, I’m in a good mood this morning. I can feel the early morning sun on my skin. My muscles feel sore, but in a good way, like I spent the whole day in the woods collecting herbs. I feel different, but I am not sure why.
What happened last night? I feel someone's arms around me. Immediately, I open my eyes, and Shane is staring at me. Why the hell is he in my bed?
Then, last night's event runs through my head. Shane and I's argument, the bite, us kissing and touching, undressing, kissing and touching, and finally, consummating our courtship. Oh, my goodness, what have I done? What came over me last night? It’s like after he bit me, I became a new woman, like I lost all my inhibitions.
“Good morning,” Shane says softly, eyeing me and assessing my mood.
“Do you have aphrodisiac venom in your fangs or something?” I ask him in an accusing way.
“What? What the hell are you talking about?” Shane asks with a frown.