Do you remember when you told me that I didn't see myself very clearly? I asked, raising my eyebrows. You obviously have the same blindness.I know what I am.I sighed.But his mercurial mood shifted on me. He pursed his lips, and his eyes were probing. He examined my face for a long moment.You're ready now, then? he asked.Um. I gulped. Yes?He smiled, and inclined his head slowly until his cold lips brushed against the skin just under the corner of my jaw.Right now? he whispered, his breath blowing cool on my neck. I shivered involuntarily.Yes, I whispered, so my voice wouldn't have a chance to break. If he thought I was bluffing, he was going to be disappointed. I'd already made this decision, and I was sure.
