I'd always order red meat, beef or lamb, and I'd always have it blue or rare. When eating meat, my bloodlust would flash in my eyes, the veins in my e...es becoming more prominent. She mentioned it to me and I just blew it off as a family trait, I wasn't lying, was I? I was in a quandary if I should tell her, would she understand? It had happened before; it didn't turn out well. I decided I tell her and take my chances. I invited her into the back of my shop and sat her down. "Agatha you are a. He saw a petite woman, maybe 5′ 2′, with brown hair that was somewhere between wavy and curly. She had a lovely face, with brown eyes that were as deep as pools that a man could fall into. Her breasts weren’t overly large, they were proportionate with her body size, and were a perfect offset to a narrow waist and the hips that expanded enough to emphasize her waist, but still fitting with her slender frame. ‘According to legend,’ he continued to speak to her, ‘Queen Victoria read ‘Alice’s. She lucked out and didn’t get pregnant, thank God. I almost called the cops and had him arrested for statutory rape. Thinking back, I should have. She finally showed up at our house, completely apologetic. I’m afraid I was rough and unsympathetic to her apology and told her exactly what I thought of her actions. She left in tears. I thought I had seen the last of her. A couple of weeks later she called and said she was moving back to Kodiak. ‘Can we have lunch like we used to?’ she asked.. "He chuckled. "If only I'd known I've been rooming with a fox for the pastyear."I felt strangely empowered when I asked, "And if you had known? What wouldyou have done?"Jake deliberately brought his eyes down, then back up, slowly appraisingmy body like a piece of meat. "I'd have been enjoying that fox instead ofbaking all that fucking bread," he said slowly."Maybe you should make up for lost time," I whispered, heart in my throat.Jake closed the distance between us in a flash, cupping my chin.