So she hadn't only been thinking about Xarion. She had been thinking about him too.
"Rory…"
Vincent's tall frame completely enclosed her where she sat on the bathroom counter, his arms braced on either side of her.
"I missed you too."
He lowered his head, rubbing the tip of his nose affectionately against hers. His scorching breath spilled across her lips as he whispered hoarsely,
"Every moment of every day."
The instant the words fell, he kissed her. Deeply. Passionately.
Steam curled through the bathroom, mist gathering across the mirrors until their reflections blurred into soft silhouettes.
No one knew how much time passed before Vincent finally pulled back slightly, their foreheads resting together.
His firebird eyes shimmered with moisture, clouded heavily with desire. Even his usually cool, elegant features were flushed faintly red from emotion.
"Rory…"
