“Why so surprised? I’m a likable person.”
He caught his bottom lip between his teeth and held it there for a moment before letting it go. “Yes, Justice, you really are.”
Something stabbed at my chest, warm and unexpected, and the impulse to lean forward and kiss those delectable lips surged through me so strong I had to squeeze my hands into fists to stop myself from acting on it.
Kash reached up and brushed a tendril of my hair back from my face. “I like your hair down. It suits you.”
My mouth went dry. “Thanks.”
He broke eye contact and turned back to the table. “Is food going to be enough for you?”
I nodded. “Yeah. Food will be enough.”
As he loaded my plate for me, I wasn’t so sure that was entirely true. I suddenly craved more than food.
More than blood.
I suddenly craved him.