Siren felt like she didn't have to respond to his reaction. She leaned in and kissed him again, passion as raw as it ever was. Without the fear of a familiar roommate coming in and ruining their mood, she reached down and began unbuttoning his pants, hungry for another go. At this point, she didn't care. She loved him. He loved her. There was no end to how much she expressed that love.

"Nor I you," she muttered between kisses. Why, she wondered, did he make her feel so uninhibited? To quote her song, she whispered: " ♪ I need your love...♪ "