Carrick's eyes fluttered shut, feeling as if a weight was lifting from him.
"Thank you," he all but whispered. He tried to restrain himself from asking everything he wanted to ask, but there was one question he could not help but return to.
"You said - my mother. You said she loved me. That I was her star. Is that true? He looked away. "I don't remember her."
The vampire gasped as Samandriel's slim finger pressed gently inside him. The sensation made him shiver with delight. The touch was so delicate. It made him ache sweetly in a way h had never thought he would.
"Kiss me again," he implored, reaching out to cup the bright face in his hands,