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Those sentences might not seem like they fit together, but in my case, they do. Because six months ago, I was turned into a vampire by said ex. And a few days later, my potential mate—who's a demon—fed me his blood on the sly. Now, I'm literally addicted to him. My options are to drink from him for the rest of my life, or die. He's not keen on letting me die, so it's looking like a till-starvation-do-you-part situation.

I made spaghetti for my hot arch nemesis, kissed him, then somehow ended up mated to him. Planned? No. Desired? Also no. Unless we're talking about physically, because—whew—there is some serious heat between us in more ways than one. I never wanted to be in a relationship again, but he's not walking away. And the more time I spend with him, the less I want him to leave. We're going from enemies to friends with benefits faster than I realized was possible… and I have to fight like hell not to let us go any further.

He wants a mate bond. I don't. He's even more stubborn than I am, though. So, I agree to move in with him, for the sake of putting more emotional distance between us. But the plan backfires. And it makes me like him more.