If that had been what she wanted she would certainly get it. Adam had a tempter but it wasn't like his Mom's. His Dad never got angry, he just got drunk and fell asleep when he was mad. And looked on disapprovingly.
"What do you think I want from you?!" he snapped, opening a cupboard, retrieving some instant coffee and clicking it shut. "A relationship means working together, or whatever. It means caring for one another. It means saying what you mean, not skirting around shit... you already knew I wouldn't like if you did it with a man, so why would the answer be different with a woman? I never expected you to stop, the fact that you did stop feeding from men is... great, thank you, but Jesus, Ana, you..." The tin of coffee was stomped onto the counter before he sighed. "I'm doing the class to get used to it, okay?"