His small pale eyes narrowed at me. I am curvy, and even in a tux built for a man, I was still curvy. I wasn't aware of that. Once I could only sense vamps that I had a connection to, to this degree, and once it was just a small quiver of recognition.
It's good, not bad. There's going to come a time between us when I'm going to ask you to do something and you won't say that. I'd persuaded Requiem to leave his long, black cloak in the Jeep, because in it, he looked like a cute version of the Grim Reaper. I think with the two of them pulling and me pushing, we might have made it, but Nathaniel's bloody arm was next to Damian's face.
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