Rory
Shawn had cupped my cheek and his thumb coasted over my face. His bright brown eyes were shining with an unrecognizable emotion. Everything about us, our bond felt stronger, more impactful. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to my lips and I could feel the struggle he had when pulling away and keeping it appropriate. It was equally as hard for me, especially when I wanted to climb him like a tree. Maybe we could find a closet afterwards when no one is looking.
I felt a blush creep up my neck and coat my face. Julianna took the Chalice of blood and tossed a few of her herbs inside. She spoke so softly I couldn't hear what she was saying. She smiled at me before pouring its contents into a vial and capping it. I looked from her to Shawn curiously. This wasn't discussed prior.
“It is
