Caroline licked her lips as Klaus talked, describing the different flavors that she could choose from. She’d never really thought of blood that way, but hearing it from him she could almost taste the different kinds, her hunger only seeming to increase. She mulled her options over, trying to figure out which one would go best with what they’d done all day, which would make a nice end to a perfect day, or at the very least a nice beginning to a perfect night.
“I want smokey.”
The darker version. The one that was more him than her, though she had that darker side as well. Not quite as vicious as his could be but give her a thousand years and maybe it would grow, threaten her family and friends and it most certainly would. It would probably never match Klaus’ in that way because there was too much light in her and she would never be able to strip that away, not that she wanted to and not that he wanted her to either, but she was letting the darker parts in, embracing that vampire side that she’d tried so hard to conquer and stifle for so long. The dark seemed to only accentuate her light.
“And maybe the other one later. But smokey to start with please.”