"That rather sums it up, yes. I care about him - a lot. Actually, it was because I was worried about him during the full moon that I got into the situation that I did with getting bitten," Minerva said to Gideon, then sighed.
"He's a werewolf. And they're quite intense individuals, and I've always been a free-spirit. But, now that things have changed with me. Gideon, I can't live the rest of my life span without trying it at least once if that makes any sense."
Minerva looked at her hands, fingers linking into each other then glanced up at Gideon.
"I need to be sure that I can be sexual, completely. I know I can trust you. And I think I can trust you to not expect anything more from it."
She smiled, rolling her eyes at herself. "To put it bluntly, I'd like it if you'd be my last shag before I commit myself to someone else."