THE URGE TO FEED HER must have been some kind of primal instinct. He couldn’t help it. After the night before, when her day had been so busy with the needs of others and she had forgone feeding herself, he wanted to make sure she ate regularly.
He only wished she would allow him to satisfy her in other ways.
Time, he reminded himself. He might have lived a long life, but she was still young. She had yet to live, had yet to learn from the trials in her life. He would give her that time. He just hoped that he could withstand it.
They ate on the way to the site the GOE agents had picked out. Watching her eat out of his hand had been an oddly arousing situation. Drake had enjoyed watching her lips part at his request and seeing the flush that filled her cheeks while he watched her. He secre
