Airy's palms came to rest on Matthew's chest as he pulled her close. She wasn't sure what he was going to do exactly but she had a rough idea. Already she felt her pulse quickening while the tips of her fingers and toes tingled with anticipation. This was what she had wanted and now it was here.

"I do trust you." She whispered softly. "Yes."

She met his gaze and smiled. Airy wasn't afraid of him. She wasn't stupid. She knew that Matthew was strong and terrifying but she also knew that he had a good soul and she'd do anything she could to protect that.

"The left side." Airy whispered as she carefully pulled her hair over her shoulder. This was the side without the puncture scar. "It's just yours."