Nestled in for the night, she lays sleeping – warm, soft, delicate – dreaming of fascinating eyes.
Those eyes watch her now, glinting in the dark – silent, cold-blooded, unblinking. He creeps toward her, tasting her scent in the air. Venom flows, readying for the strike. Swifter than sight, he encircles her in a tight embrace, drinking in the heat of her blood. Her flesh is sweet under his mouth.
Her frail heart races, thundering against fragile ribs. Eyes wide, she twists in his unbreakable grasp. Fascinating eyes lock with hers, and she warmly returns his crooked smile.
"You scared me, Edward!"