“I was looking for you, I wanted to talk—I didn’t mean to upset you in the bedroom.”

“Look at you. You’re in a nightdress and not much else.”

“I didn’t want to risk losing you.”

“For your noble cause as a descendant?” Torija asked.

Daisy reached for Torija’s cheek. “No, for you, for my heart.”

Torija closed her eyes and shook her head.

Daisy cupped both of Torija’s cheeks and said, “You were right upstairs. I don’t know all you’ve done, but I know who you were because of Angele and your grandmother, and I know who you are becoming because I see it in your actions, in your eyes, and in your heart. Maybe you’re right—maybe you have done unforgivable things, but you can spend the rest of your immortal life doing good, and that’s the vampire I’m falling in love with.”

Torija looked stunned and opened her mouth, but no words came out at first. Then she moved her lips close to Daisy’s and whispered, “How do you love a monster?”

Daisy’s fingers caressed Torija’s cheeks. “By taking their mask off.” She then kissed Torija gently, and Torija’s lips were so soft, Daisy melted into them.

Torija’s kisses became more intense. “I want you,” Torija said.

Daisy wanted Torija, too. She was aching to be touched by her. Daisy took her hand and said, “Follow me.” When they got up to Daisy’s bedroom, Daisy locked the door. “My granny’s room is on the other side of the house, but we still need to be quiet.”

Torija pulled off her clothes quickly. She was going to be leaving when Daisy fell asleep and wanted to love every part of her before she left. Daisy took off her nightie, and Torija lifted and carried her over to the bed.

Daisy pulled Torija’s head down into a kiss. Torija feverishly kissed her way down to Daisy’s breasts. She sucked in Daisy’s nipple and grazed it with her fang. Daisy showed her she liked that by pushing the back of Torija’s head down onto her breast and grasping her hand and putting it onto her sex.

Daisy was already so wet for her. Torija split her fingers and stroked the outside of her clit.

“Don’t tease me, Tor. I need to feel you inside,” Daisy said.

Torija left Daisy’s breasts and went back up to her lips. Daisy’s hips were jerking, trying to encourage her to slip her fingers inside.

“Is that what you want?” Torija asked.

Daisy moaned and said, “God, yeah. I want it so deep. I wish we were in my flat in London.”

“Why?”

“I have a new strap-on in my bedside drawer. I’ve always wanted someone I cared about to use it on me. I want you so deep inside me.”

“Then I’ll give you deep.”