Penelope's pov
The first push of the blade makes my breath hitch, and it causes pain to turn into the strongest wave of pleasure my body has ever felt. Maybe I'd be more self aware of what was happening if Owen wasn't staring at like I was one the gods he's been worshipping for years. Call me insane for allowing a vampire to cut off my underwear with a blade that is too f*****g sharp. My skin prickles, feeling both the heat and the cold. Apparently I find danger to appealing, can you think of another reason why I would been shivering when he hasn't touched me where I need his touch the most.
My chest feels tight, my body feels everything. The hunt, was exciting.
Something in me snapped the very second he found me. There was something animalistic about Owen chasing me through the fore
