Freya Rose

“Did you just bite me?”

I mean I know that I wanted him to turn me at some point, but I'd hoped that he would have put a bit more thought and effort into it. Make it a special, you know? I dunno, like he could have taken me out for a meal, then brought me back home to rose petals leading up the stairs to the bed. He could have had nice smelling candles scattered around, you know, all the usual cliché stuff. Not just bite me at the end of a quickie in the shower.

I glanced up at him. His face was ghost white, he...