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    “Darien what are you talking.....”
    Before I could finish my sentence, his mouth was on mine and instead of pushing him away like I should have, I was falling forward trustingly, knowing that he would catch me and embrace me in his arms. He was breaking my number one rule and that was a big mistake. He was kissing me, and he knew damn well that I never got that intimate with anyone ever. I would have yelled at him, if I could have thought straight enough to get my body to be more than a tingly mass of nerves ; hell I would have hit him because he knew better than anyone else that kissing me was a boundary that no one crossed. I was just so surprised that he was doing it that I couldn’t catch my breath enough to yell. Yeah that was it, or maybe it was the fact that his lips were so hot that I felt like they were on fire. His kisses were taking my breath away and making my body react in ways that I have never felt before. I knew in my head that I had no intention of hitting him; it felt so right that I was hoping it never stopped.
    Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I wasn’t so weak and confused that I couldn’t think straight. In fact, it was just the opposite; I had never felt more alive in my life. The truth of the matter was that I wasn’t pushing him away him away because I didn’t want him to stop. Not only did I not want him to stop, but I was kissing him back. My lips were just as hot and as needy as his were and everywhere that his hands touched was tingling. I didn’t even have to think about what I was doing; my tongue was dancing with his, exploring, feeling, and trying to drink him in just as he was doing with me. His mouth tasted so sweet, I could think of nothing that I could compare it to. I opened my mouth and let him taste me just like I had tasted him, in between exploring and a little bit of lip nibbling.
    I allowed my tongue to move along his teeth. That is when I felt them. Even through the alcohol haze I could tell that his fangs were real; I was sure of it. Darien’s fangs would have felt more like my own, not like this. It was just enough difference that we were the only ones that could tell, but I knew I was right. Part of my brain was being rational and screaming at me that there was something wrong, but every other part of me was telling the little voice to just shut up and pretend that I never noticed the difference because this couldn’t be wrong when it felt so right. The rest of the body won. I just tried to ignore the annoying nagging portion. I was so busy threatening my rational self that I didn’t even notice what was truly going on. I had never let my body take control before and it was a little frightening how I could be arguing internally with myself while my mouth was on autopilot.
    He was inside my head, going through my mind; his heart was beating with mine. I could feel him inside of my body where no other person was ever supposed to enter. He couldn’t be there; no one was ever supposed to get as close as he was. He was no longer a separate being, he was me; we were two souls inhabiting one space. It was no longer my blood that was swimming through my veins, it was his; we were breathing together in perfect harmony. It was like we blended together to form the perfect being. I needed him to stop; I needed to get as far away from him as I could. This was way too unreal and even more dangerous; I wasn’t entirely sure who he was.   It had to be Darien; it just had to be. I was letting him have all of me, more of me than anyone else has ever seen. Yet, I didn’t stop him. I couldn’t bring myself to push him away. I couldn’t do it because I wanted him there.... 
    There were bells ringing in the distance and for a second I thought wow those old movies really were true.... no, they weren’t bells, it was an alarm; the one that signaled the mask removal. The sound of the bell made Darien break the kiss, and for a second, I thought my heart was breaking in