Ciara’s skin was cold beneath his fire-warmed fingertips, but he did not mind. Any chance to touch her or make her blush was worth any price he had to pay so far. His fingers spread out across her cheek until his palm was cupping the side of her face and her soft dark hair was brushing the tips of his fingers. [color=gray]“When you blush, it enhances your cheekbones and makes your eyes sparkle. You come to life when you blush.”[/color] Adam responded in the same soft tone that he used when he admitted to enjoying his game of making her blush. Her head tilted into the perfect angle as she leaned into he touch and a shock ran through his whole body. Before he knew what he was doing, he was leaning down to press his lips against the woman in front of him. Until she turn her head away from his touch and broke whatever spell he had been under. 

While she busied herself looking for some imaginary dirt in her fingernails, Adam half walked and half stumbled to the other side of the alley way taking the paper she offered with him. Putting as much distance between himself and the witch as he could. [i]I was really about to kiss her![/i] He ran a hand over his face before shoving his hand in his pockets to hide the shaking that was starting. There was a fine line between flirting with the enemy and falling for the enemy, and maybe he needed to show himself which side he was truly on. In just a few months he coven would wipe hers out anyway and he could not afford to have any mixed feelings going into that battle. Adam closed his eyes and mentally pulled down his shields that he had spent years learning how to hide behind. Never again would he let himself become so venerable around the witch. The enemy.

Once he was confident he would not forget a word of what it said, Adam fed the paper to the flame watching as it burned silently on the concert. He listened to everything she said with a new found coldness in his eyes and posture. It might be a good idea to work with her to develop this new power, but if what this paper said was true then he would not have access to this power unless he was near her. His ice cold eyes flickered towards her, he could kill her and see if that would give him both their powers. Though he doubted it would. He could kidnap her, keep her, and use his powers as he saw fit. No. Enemy. His eyes drifted back to the dying embers of the page he burned. He would let her die with dignity and with her coven.

[color=gray]“I would choose my bitch of a fiancé over a weakling like you any day.”[/color] Adam said harshly as his boot covered foot reached out and smothered the remaining ember. [color=gray]“Enjoy what left of your remaining days. We will come for you soon.”[/color] Without looking back Adam took off into the dark streets.