“Well I do have a mouth and tongue. It’s not that much of a stretch that I’d be able to speak.” He grins with his fangs showing. “Question is love, can you speak to someone without being that assumptious?”
At the sight of his fangs, the blood rushed away from her face. She wanted to tell him that saying such a thing was absurd–that cows had mouth and tongue, too, but all she said was, “I’m–I’m going to have a faint.”
