how could one love be extracted from the other without it all collapsing ? she had needed him , but he had been gone . my thighs had a good burn going , matched only by the burn in my lungs . he licked his lips , glanced back towards the kitchen area again , and tried to figure out what to do with his hands . blood stained her skin , yet that was n't what had grabbed his attention . or maybe the better question is why they 're in my business at all ? '' 