He is the hunter and I am the prey... I look from one to the other and am struck by how similar they are. Similar... yet different. The thing? His presence is quieter, deeper, more layered. More empathetic. Alex on the other hand ... his beauty demands a response. And even now, despite myself, despite knowing he wants to hurt me, desire twists my stomach. If he comes closer I cannot, will not be able to resist him. And I know I will enjoy it. Too much...
