Joseph’s POV
Talking to Tessa had become somewhat natural. It was a strange feeling and everything in my body was telling me to continue this conversation.
She stared at me with wide eyes and for a moment, I wondered if I had said too much.
“What do you mean by that?” She finally asked after what felt like a lifetime of silence. “You are attracted to my blood? Like a mosquito?”
Her comparison took me by surprise, and I almost burst out laughing.
“No,” I said, trying to hide the amused smile that surfaced on my lips. “I don’t go around biting humans and leaving annoying and itchy little bumps on them.”
“Then what do you mean?” She asked a little more firmly and clearly annoyed by my teasing.
“I mean I’m attracted to it. It’s akin to human love when they are alive. As long as the same
