But for some reason, all he did was kiss me softly without even parting my lips-a simple peck. He was getting just a taste. When he slowly and painfully pulled himself away from me, he left the intoxicating taste of himself dancing on my lips. He didn’t say anything, but he did smile. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear his eyes were brightening as we sat there, looking at each other. He forced himself to look away from me and out through the waterfall. I didn’t realize it had gotten late. The sun was already going down. He turned back to me with irritation on his face, as if cursing whoever was responsible for the darkness. “I better get you home,” Dean said. “Yeah.” I regrettably agreed. “I haven’t seen my mom since this morning. She’s probably worried.” I didn’t want to leave. I could have stayed here forever with him. And if he was a vampire, I wouldn’t care at this point. Dean stood up and walked to the edge before the waterfall.
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