Faith winced before nodding slightly. "I did," she murmured, so quietly she wasn't sure if the vampire could hear her. She pulled some of her hair back to show the bite scar.
"I saw him twice. The biting's kinda addictive actually. And I... slept with him."
She looked away awkwardly. She still wasn't entirely sure just what the hell had happened with Deacon, or why. She knew that part of her craved seeing him again, like a junkie craving a fix. So far she'd managed to resist going to find him, keeping herself occupied with any other fight that came along.
Finally she looked back at Jared with an embarrassed half smile. "I've really been messing up lately."