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I stayed where I was, but it wasn't relaxing anymore. The skirt was stiff with dried blood. I'd bitten him. I guess I couldn't fault him for thinking about it, as long as thinking was all he did.

I had to respect that, had to, but damn, damn. I didn't want to stand here in the dark and hold the vampire's hand. Unfortunately, almost as much as I didn't want to see Richard, I didn't want to be alone with Damian. Pretty to think so, I said.